Cage of Illusion

In the dense forest on the outskirts of Qingshui Plain.

"How terrifying Beiliang is, let's go..."

Several spies disguised as ordinary commoners, after witnessing the entire war, deeply felt the might of Beiliang.

Just as they were about to withdraw.

A swarm of dense insects suddenly attacked from behind.

"Buzz Buzz..."

"Ah...what is this..."

The dense swarm of insects instantly enveloped several people.

Under the horrified gazes of several people, they gradually lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

A figure quietly appeared in front of the fallen people.

The person who appeared was Shan Pao.

Buzz Buzz Buzz...

With a move from Shan Pao, the insects immediately flew back into his body.

And those spies from earlier had already lost their lives.

"Sure enough, it's just as the young master expected..."

Shan Pao murmured, and was about to return when Lu Renjia appeared riding a large bird.

"Taken care of?"

Shan Pao nodded slightly.

"That was already the seventh wave of spies. All the spies around have been taken care of!"

"Let's go back."

Shan Pao leapt up and landed on the back of the big bird.

After scanning the surroundings, Lu Renjia made sure there were no spies nearby before driving the big bird away, appearing in the sky above Qingshui Plain.

Before long, the two returned to Li Luo's side.

"Young Master, all the spies nearby have been eliminated!"

The two bowed with their hands clasped.

"Well done!"

Li Luo smiled slightly.

The battle between Beiliang and Nan Yun had attracted countless attention.

In order not to expose Beiliang's strength, he specifically asked Lu Renjia and Shan Pao to be responsible for clearing spies sent by other forces to scout intelligence.

Now that the trouble of Nan Yun was resolved, it was time to take back the cities occupied by Nan Yun and unify Western Province!

"Dad, let's set out to take back the cities and unify Western Province!"

Li Luo said with a smile to Li Beixiong on the battlefield.

"Hahaha..."

"Of course!"

"Beiliang Iron Cavalry! Set out!"

Li Beixiong waved his big hand vigorously, full of spirit.

Behind him, the Beiliang Iron Cavalry collectively responded.

Following closely, under the leadership of Li Luo and Li Beixiong, the Beiliang Iron Cavalry galloped mightily towards Xiu Yun City.

Soon, the Beiliang army pushed all the way, and the cities taken by Nan Yun returned to Liyang's hands.

Moreover, the battle between Beiliang and Nan Yun quickly became known to the world.

Although the specifics were unknown, when the Beiliang Iron Cavalry appeared before countless commoners.

They naturally understood that it was Beiliang who won!

The invading Black Cavalry lost!

Therefore, whenever the Beiliang Iron Cavalry entered a city.

The local Liyang commoners would line the streets to welcome them without exception.

At this time, Beiliang's prestige in the hearts of the commoners in Western Province rose to another level.

Just as Li Luo and his father led the army to completely control Western Province.

In the imperial capital of the Nan Yun Dynasty.

On the dragon throne in the hall, Wei Jun was anxious.

The spies sent to scout Qingshui Plain had no news so far.

But as the emperor, he did not show it on his face, waiting calmly.

The ministers in the hall also waited with him for a day.

"How come there is still no news?"

"Unclear...could it be that Beiliang was too difficult to deal with, and they are still locked in fierce battle?"

"It's been a whole day already...even if Beiliang is hard to deal with, the battle should be over by now..."

"That's right, why haven't the spies come back yet..."

"..."

Hearing the whispered discussions of the ministers, Wei Jun's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

He didn't know why, but the uneasy feeling in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

"Come, send someone else to scout the situation!"

Wei Jun finally couldn't sit still and ordered an eunuch beside him to continue sending people to scout the battlefield.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

However, just as the eunuch was about to find someone to scout the situation.

A group of red little birds suddenly flew into the hall from outside the imperial palace.

"Chirp Chirp..."

"What...what's going on?!"

"Come, protect His Majesty!"

The sudden appearance of this group of little red birds threw the hall into chaos. The ministers waved their sleeves around trying to drive away the little birds.

And some generals in the hall, sensing faint spiritual power fluctuations from these little red birds, immediately shielded Wei Jun.

The imperial guards outside the hall also rushed in at this time.

Wei Jun panicked to find that the eyes of the little birds flying in were all red.

And in the red eyes spun a little blood-colored flower, extremely bizarre.

"Chirp Chirp Chirp..."

Under everyone's horrified gazes, the little birds circling above the hall gathered together.

Then a figure appeared before everyone's eyes.

Wei Jun's face greatly changed, only to see the person who appeared was a cold-faced young man, wearing a black robe, embroidered with red patterns on it.

The person who appeared in the hall was Zhao Dezhu, sent by Li Luo.

"Who are you?"

Wei Jun subconsciously asked.

Facing Wei Jun's inquiry, Zhao Dezhu's expression was icy cold, and a terrifying aura was released.

The powerful aura instantly suppressed the ministers in the hall, forcing them to kneel directly on the ground, each feeling as if there was a mountain on their backs.

Even breathing became difficult.

"Return...Return...Return Ruins realm powerhouse!"

Wei Jun's pupils suddenly shrank as he trembled in horror.

The generals protecting him and the imperial guards were also suppressed by Zhao Dezhu's aura at this time, unable to move.

"Boom..."

"Fellow daoist, I wonder why you came to my dynasty?!"

At this moment, another powerful aura spread out from the depths of the imperial palace.

An elderly voice echoed in the hall.

Hearing this voice, Wei Jun was overjoyed instantly.

Zhao Dezhu was slightly surprised, he didn't expect there was still a Return Ruins realm powerhouse in the imperial palace of Nan Yun Dynasty.

The elderly voice had just fallen.

A figure in a yellow robe appeared in the hall.

"Father!"

Seeing the old man who appeared, Wei Jun was extremely delighted and hurried to the old man's side.

This old man was the former emperor of Nan Yun Dynasty, Wei Qianjun.

A Return Ruins realm initial stage powerhouse!

But looking at Wei Qianjun's current prestige, it seemed he would soon be able to break through to the mid stage.

Zhao Dezhu coldly smiled, his pitch-black pupils suddenly rolled over.

A pair of blood-colored flower pupils appeared before everyone's eyes.

Seeing the change in Zhao Dezhu's pupils, Wei Jun was shocked.

The eyes of those little birds from before were just like this!

Wei Qianjun's eyes narrowed slightly, just as he was about to speak, unexpectedly he heard Zhao Dezhu's voice.

"Phantom Cage!"

At this moment, everyone present was startled.

Then their expressions turned to horror.

Because every single person present found that with a blink of an eye, they were in a blood-colored world, bound to a cross.

And in front of them, Zhao Dezhu was slowly walking towards them with a knife in his hand.

Even Wei Qianjun, a Return Ruins realm powerhouse, was shocked at this moment.

Looking at Zhao Dezhu walking over, he was powerless to resist, trying to break free from the chains binding him to the cross.

"Illusion!"

"It must be an illusion!"

"Hmph!"

Wei Qianjun let out an angry roar, and a massive aura erupted from him.

But he was still tied to the cross himself, and the surrounding blood-colored space did not disappear either!

"Not an illusion?!"

Wei Qianjun's pupils shrank, looking at the blood-colored space around that did not disappear, his face was filled with horror.

If this was not an illusion.

How did the other party bring him, a Return Ruins realm powerhouse, here without him even noticing?!

Seeing the look of horror on Wei Qianjun's face, Zhao Dezhu then raised the knife in his hand and let out a cold laugh.

"Have a good taste of pain, then you'll know if this is an illusion or not..."

After speaking, Zhao Dezhu stabbed the knife into Wei Qianjun's chest.

"Humph..."

Wei Qianjun let out a muffled grunt.

Feeling the pain from his chest, he clearly realized this was not an illusion!!

The corners of Zhao Dezhu's mouth raised slightly, raising and lowering the knife, stabbing it again and again into Wei Qianjun's body.

"Ah..."

The piercing pain finally made Wei Qianjun unable to hold back and screamed out.

Not only Wei Qianjun, Wei Jun and all the ministers in the hall were also in separate blood-colored spaces, being stabbed again and again by Zhao Dezhu.

In an instant, heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the hall...