Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

As long as one was not very stupid, one would be able to tell that they were in an illusion based on their previous experiences.    

It was because he knew that he was in an illusion and everything was illusory that Ye Feng allowed the Longsword to hit him.    

However, who would have thought that he would suffer such a wound?    

If he knew earlier, Ye Feng would not have taken the risk and allowed the sword to pierce through his forehead.    

The more he thought about it, the colder he felt.    

The owner of this secret realm might have done it on purpose, letting them know that it was an illusion.    

Everyone who came in thought that they wouldn't be injured at all, so they didn't bother to resist.    

In this way, killing these people would only take a short period of time.    

Even if he was killed, he would still think that it was just an illusion.    

True or false, false or true. It was truly terrifying.    

Ye Feng's expression was complex. He felt that this place was a place where danger lurked everywhere.    

Just as he was about to try and see if he could leave the palace, the air before him rippled like the surface of a water as layers of air spread outwards.    

It then congealed into a smooth mirror, allowing him to see another scene in which blood flowed from between his eyebrows.    

A moment later, the mirror dissipated. Before Ye Feng could react, everything calmed down once more.    

A strange feeling started to surge within his body.    

He felt as if he had returned to the great hall.    

Ye Feng's body stiffened. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the center of his forehead, but he found that his forehead was completely undamaged and not bleeding at all.    

For a moment, he couldn't tell if this was real or just a moment ago.    

"That feeling of bleeding is definitely real. But why is it that the feeling right now is also real? Do I get injured or not?"    

Ye Feng stood on the spot, his entire mind in high speed.    

He couldn't tell when it was real and when it was fake.    

It was like a central plot, like the moon in the mirror. It was really puzzling.    

Boom! Boom! Boom!    

While Ye Feng was still in a daze, the scene before him changed once again. Raising his head, he found himself in a wasteland.    

In front of him lay a heavily injured old man and three to five gangster-like criminals.    

They surrounded the old man as if they were saying something.    

"Young man, save me, save me …"    

When the old man saw Ye Feng, he suddenly begged for help.    

"Kid, this is none of your business, scram."    

The criminals turned around and looked at Ye Feng. It seemed that they did not expect someone else to appear in this desolate place.    

Ye Feng frowned. At this moment, he was completely sure that he was in an illusion.    

However, everything was too real.    

It was so real that the fine expressions and hair on everyone's face could be clearly seen.    

Furthermore, Ye Feng could feel that they were alive.    

He raised his foot and was about to step forward to save the old man.    

However, at this moment, an unreal voice suddenly sounded in his ears.    

"What you see is the truth, and what you hear is the truth. However, this is not necessarily the case. If you save a challenger, you will fail the trial. If you do not, you will receive the trial reward."    

Ye Feng's footsteps paused again.    

His eyes glittered.    

That voice must have been left behind by the owner of the Star Secret Realm.    

But if this was only an illusion, why would he remind them?    

What did it matter if an illusory person died or not?    

If it wasn't an illusion, then it would be even more inconceivable.    

Whether it was true or false, he could not make up his mind.    

"Elemental Spirit, Elemental Spirit, are you there?"    

With this thought in mind, Ye Feng took the initiative to call for Elemental Spirit, wanting him to help him judge the situation.    

However, no matter how he yelled, Elemental Spirit did not respond. It was as if at this moment, the connection between him and Elemental Spirit was severed.    

This made Ye Feng a little scared.    

This had never happened before.    

"It shouldn't just be a test of kindness, right?"    

Ye Feng guessed from his heart.    

In next to no time, his eyes became firm.    

No matter what you do, you have to keep to your heart and follow your heart.    

Even if the mission failed, they still had to choose to save him.    

Ye Feng felt that if he didn't have to save them, then what was the need for all of this?    

Crack crack crack.    

The saber light flashed, and along with the shadow, a few of the thieves were instantly destroyed. When Ye Feng saved the old man, everything changed again.    

He found himself back in the palace.    

However, Ye Feng didn't dare to believe that it must be real now.    

"Trial Challenger, your trial is over."    

The sound he heard earlier made Ye Feng's heart jump.    

Damn.    

He really failed?    

Before he could even react, he felt a powerful force forcefully send him out.    

"F * ck!"    

Seeing that he was sent outside, Ye Feng was very sure that he was not in an illusion. He had indeed failed the test and was sent out.    

Ye Feng's expression was ugly. What kind of bullsh * t secret realm was this, it was completely against the rules.    

In the situation just now, he felt that the vast majority of people would choose to save that old man.    

But he actually failed?    

What the hell!    

"Senior Brother, why did you come out so quickly?" Did you pass? "    

When Yang Zhen came over, Ye Feng noticed that Yang Zhen was also beside him.    

"I failed. What about you?"    

When Yang Zhen heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then said: "I also failed, what kind of bullshit trial is this, you threw me into an illusion for decades, and even forced me to raise a dog. In the end, you inexplicably told me, killing that dog and passing the trial can only be one of the two trials!"    

"Of course I didn't f * cking kill that dog. I've been raising it for decades, and it's even more intimate than a son."    

Yang Zhen was very indignant.    

"Besides, I thought I was just testing to see if I had any feelings of camaraderie, so I didn't kill him and got kicked out."    

"..."    

Ye Feng was speechless.    

Yang Zhen was also quite unlucky.    

It was much the same as his situation.    

"Ahh, it's fine if you fail. In any case, as long as you participate in it, if you don't succeed there will be no reward. However, you can still stay here and cultivate. Calm down your state of mind."    

Ye Feng could only comfort himself in this way.    

"That's the only way." Yang Zhen looked depressed.    

"Let's find a place to go into seclusion."    

Ye Feng quickly adjusted his attitude. His original purpose of coming here was to raise his cultivation level. It didn't matter if he had additional gains or not.    

"Ok, senior brother." Yang Zhen was dejected.    

Then, he suddenly raised his head and asked in a serious tone, "Senior Brother, are you really not angry at all?"    

"Why are you angry? In the exam, there will be successes and failures, it's a very normal thing. " Ye Feng said calmly.    

"But this is just too ridiculous. Losing the treasure for nothing." Yang Zhen was still very unhappy.    

"Just let it be." Ye Feng casually said.    

Then, he saw Yang Zhen's depressed and even angry expression. He frowned and felt slightly puzzled.    

"Yang Zhen, do you really care about that treasure? If I remember correctly, you didn't come for a treasure. "    

When Yang Zhen heard this, his face revealed a flustered expression as he repeatedly said:    

"Is there? No? I just feel a bit of a pity. "    

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