Chapter 505: Contest of Magic (Part 2)

Wait… something’s wrong!

A sudden realization struck the White-Robed Golden Immortal. How could the revered elders, patriarchs, and guardians of the Jade Void Sect ever come to such a desolate place? This must be an illusion!

The millennium female ghost was also severely wounded, so her attack had been rushed.

“Foul witch! You truly are skilled at deception, but your Phantom Mirror cannot fool me!” the White-Robed Golden Immortal roared, once again playing his erhu to shatter the illusions one by one.

However, the lake surface shimmered with light, revealing countless illusions in succession, as if they would never end.

The millennium-old female ghost was attempting to overpower the White-Robed Golden Immortal with her Phantom Mirror, trying to trap him within an illusory world.

“Damn it!”

The illusions multiplied, becoming increasingly difficult to handle. The White-Robed Golden Immortal’s erhu playing grew more frantic, until it seemed to smoke.

“I’ll finish this!”

The White-Robed Golden Immortal suddenly ceased playing, leaped into the air, and charged directly at the thousand-year-old female ghost with his long sword.

“Heaven and earth are ever-changing, illusions deceive all beings. When yin and yang shift, the heart of the phantom demon awakens!” Facing the White-Robed Golden Immortal, the millennium-old female ghost remained calm, her lips curling into a cold smile. As she finished chanting the incantation, she transformed into a blinding flash of white light. The White-Robed Golden Immortal hastily shielded his eyes and retreated, but when he opened them again, the surroundings had completely changed—the millennium-old female ghost had vanished.

In reality, the millennium-old female ghost remained in place, invisible to the White-Robed Golden Immortal.

He had already been infected with a heart demon by the millennium-old female ghost, his mind now under her control.

Like Shui Miao, he now existed in the real world but perceived only illusions.

“Die!”

Suddenly emerging from beneath the ground, the White-Robed Golden Immortal lunged directly at the Golden Immortal wielding crimson hammers.

“Senior Brother, what’s wrong with you? What’s happening?”

The Golden Immortal wielding crimson hammers had been collaborating with the Black-Robed Golden Immortal to subdue the痴 Buddha, but was now taken completely by surprise due to the sudden attack launched by the White-Robed Golden Immortal.

“Die!”

Seizing the opportunity, the痴 Buddha suddenly roared, snapping the chains that bound him, and launched into fierce combat with the Black-Robed Golden Immortal.

Meanwhile, the millennium-old female ghost focused all her energy on activating the Phantom Mirror, determined to eliminate the three Golden Immortals, consume their powers, heal her wounds, and restore her strength.

As for Shui Miao, she no longer had the capacity to deal with him.

With the help of Cai Enkang’s meager spiritual energy, Shui Miao’s injuries gradually healed.

However, not long after, Shui Miao opened his eyes and was suddenly struck by a shocking realization—he no longer had a physical body. He had become a soul.

“It must be because the illusion has been dispelled!”

A spark of intuition ignited in Shui Miao’s mind—he sensed an opportunity!

A soul no longer felt pain.

He turned around and saw that Cai Enkang was also in a soul form!

“Brother… you’re also a soul?”

“What?!”

Cai Enkang looked at himself in disbelief, his mind racing. “Oh no! I remember meditating at home yesterday evening, and then Old Zhang came looking for me. After that, I felt drowsy and somehow ended up here. Now they’re all gone. Could it be that I was also captured by some evil force and trapped in an illusion?”

“It must be so, Brother. You should return quickly. I’ll look for you again if I get the chance.”

Shui Miao turned his attention to the battlefield.

“Little brother, what about you?” Cai Enkang grabbed Shui Miao urgently.

Shui Miao shook his head. “Don’t worry about me. I still have an unresolved vendetta with that thousand-year-old female ghost in the thousand-year-old coffin. You go quickly—I’ll be just fine.”

“Then take care, Little Brother. I’ll go check things out first…” Suddenly, Cai Enkang recalled that he hadn’t just left yesterday evening—he had actually left several days ago, and the memory felt hazy and unsettling. He quickly turned to leave and investigate.

Shui Miao nodded to Cai Enkang and ran toward the stone cave near the dry well in Jing Shui Village.

“That damn thousand-year-old female ghost! Even though I don’t possess any spiritual power or Soul Devouring ability, she must be occupied now. I have to uncover the truth—what exactly did she do to my father? If she harmed him, I’ll fight her with all my life!”

All Shui Miao felt now was fury and hatred.

Being treated like a monkey for amusement—no one could bear that.

As Shui Miao rushed toward the dry well, the痴 Buddha was on the verge of defeating the Black-Robed Golden Immortal when two additional Golden Immortals from the Jade Void Sect arrived, having been summoned by Cai Enkang’s talismans.

As soon as they arrived, they joined the battle.

The痴 Buddha was once again suppressed.

The White-Robed Golden Immortal was also restrained.

The millennium-old female ghost struggled under the intensified pressure, desperately resisting the assault from the Golden Immortals.

Clearly, no more Golden Immortals would come.

In the Jade Void Sect’s general tent, there were over a hundred Golden Immortals.

At that time, the millennium-old female ghost had not feared them, so she certainly wouldn’t fear just a few now.

When Shui Miao reached the stone cave near the dry well, he found no construction at all—just an open field. Everything before had been an illusion.

Grateful for his soul form, Shui Miao silently entered the cave beneath the dry well. After searching, he discovered the thousand-year-old bronze coffin hidden in the shadows.

Of course, all Shui Miao could see was the coffin.

His soul drifted silently toward the bronze coffin.

Suddenly, the millennium-old female ghost appeared atop the millennium-old bronze coffin.

Seeing Shui Miao, she coldly asked, “You dare to come here? Don’t you fear death?”

“Death? If I feared death, I wouldn’t have come.”

Shui Miao stepped forward. “Today, even if I die, you must tell me the truth.”

“The truth?”

The millennium-old female ghost’s face turned icy cold, her pupil-less eyes fixed on Shui Miao. “Haven’t you already known the truth? Do you think I’m too wounded to defend myself and that you can take advantage of me? Do you think I’m like you—cowardly, despicable, and deceitful? Only someone like me sees others as mere pawns, manipulating them for vengeance. Yes, I am powerful and accomplished! With such noble character, it’s no wonder you managed to cultivate for a millennium!”

Shui Miao burned with anger, his words spilling out in a torrent. “You woman—you’re not fit to be called anything! Even the Spirit General abandoned you, and even I would do the same!”

Shui Miao had expected these words to provoke the thousand-year-old female ghost.

But to his surprise, she didn’t get angry—she only laughed coldly.

“Why are you laughing?”

Shui Miao instinctively stopped, suddenly feeling uncertain.

The millennium-old female ghost looked at him with cold amusement. “I’m laughing at how pitiable you are. You think you’ve endured great suffering, manipulated by me, yet you understand absolutely nothing.”

“You never tell the truth. How could I possibly believe you?” Shui Miao snapped back.

The millennium-old female ghost finally lost her temper. “Fool! If you had known the truth earlier, you would already be dead! Without my protection, do you think you’d still be alive today? Do you think the Immortal Realm is a place of light? Do you believe it’s sacred and pure? Let me tell you—those are nothing but your illusions. You’ll never understand just how cruel reality truly is!”

“…”

Seeing the millennium-old female ghost’s convincingly furious expression, Shui Miao was momentarily stunned.

Shaking her head, the millennium-old female ghost sighed deeply. “I have spared no effort in training you, tested you in every possible way, and even stolen pills to help you grow stronger. All of this was to help you mature sufficiently to avoid recklessly sacrificing yourself in the Immortal Realm. I wanted you to become my right-hand man, so that together we could storm the Immortal Realm, slay immortals, and seek our vengeance.”

“No! I don’t believe you! You’re lying again!”

Shui Miao shook his head, refusing to believe the thousand-year-old female ghost’s words again.

Still furious, the millennium-old female ghost nodded bitterly. “Fine! Since you don’t trust me, I’ll let you see the truth for yourself—even if it means your death. I’m done nurturing you.”

“What truth? What are you talking about?”

Shui Miao didn’t know why, but suddenly he felt that perhaps the thousand-year-old female ghost had always been helping him, rather than manipulating him like a pawn.