874: Chapter 863: Illusionary Realm?
874: Chapter 863: Illusionary Realm?
“The sixth Nine Souls Jade…”
In the room, looking at the sixth Nine Souls Jade in his hand, Ning Fan’s face was full of excitent.
This ti, he truly scored big.
Originally, Teng Yun Ge Shang was planning to pull a fast one, offering nothing in return, but through Ning Fan’s persistence, he forced Teng Yun Ge Shang to pay a deposit.
Moreover, unbeknownst to Ning Fan, Teng Yun Ge Shang had paid a heavy price for that deposit.
“True Origin Realm, don’t let down!”
Holding the Nine Souls Jade in his palm, the crystal stone glimred with threads of flowing light, dazzling and radiant, exuding a mysterious power.
Closing his eyes, Ning Fan began to slowly absorb the energy from the Nine Souls Jade into his body.
The room was eerily quiet.
Seated cross-legged on the bed, Ning Fan remained motionless until the energy within the Nine Souls Jade was entirely absorbed—at that mont, the air stirred with a ripple.
True Qi surged rapidly within Ning Fan, expanding like a microcosm.
Feeling the qualitative change in his True Qi, Ning Fan could hardly suppress his excitent.
But just then, a flash of light shot out from the Nine Souls Jade and pierced directly into Ning Fan’s forehead.
As the light struck him, Ning Fan froze, his eyes widening in shock, his gaze gradually losing focus…
At the sa ti, sothing unimaginable was happening within Ning Fan’s consciousness.
It was like traveling through ti and space.
Ning Fan saw a burst of white light, which transported him to a place he had never seen before.
Majestic peaks towering into the clouds, unknown mountains in the distance, white cranes soaring through the skies—like a paradise.
An old man slowly approached, riding on a white crane.
Was it an illusion?
Ning Fan wondered, his eyes transfixed on the old man riding the crane.
He felt the figure seed familiar but couldn’t recall who it was.
“Master, you’re back…”
A voice rang out, causing Ning Fan to widen his eyes in disbelief and turn toward the direction of the voice.
His heart trembled with excitent.
This voice—he knew it too well.
Wasn’t it his own voice?
Compared to his current voice, this one sounded younger, yet there was no mistaking it—it was definitely his.
Ning Fan couldn’t possibly be wrong.
But as he looked in the direction of the voice, all he saw was a blurry figure whose appearance he couldn’t make out.
The familiar silhouette, the contours—it left Ning Fan breathless.
He scread internally, desperate to call out.
Yet, no matter how hard he struggled, he felt restrained, unable to make a sound or move.
anwhile, everything before his eyes beca shrouded in fog, making it impossible to discern what was real…
The scene froze, and Ning Fan found himself in a silent world, trapped in this fixed state of consciousness.
Everything began to dissolve like bubbles, blurring the lines between reality and illusion.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it!”
Frustrated, Ning Fan finally managed to shout, but realizing that nothing he did now mattered, he felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness.
He shouted in rage at the unknown—a mix of anger and despair.
Who were the old man and the younger figure?
Were they who Ning Fan thought they might be?
He couldn’t confirm it and scread in powerless fury.
Crack—
Like the sound of a shattered glass, the gray-white world splintered into fragnts.
Everything began to collapse before Ning Fan’s stunned gaze, dissolving into darkness, leaving him in despair.
In this pitch-black world, Ning Fan lingered for a long ti.
Slowly, he began to think, his mind overwheld by a torrent of information, replaying images he could neither comprehend nor control.
He didn’t know how much ti had passed, but eventually, Ning Fan noticed the world around him shifting.
It was no longer a realm of darkness—it was back to his room.
Frustration brewed deep in Ning Fan’s heart.
He slamd his fist onto his bed, shattering it into pieces.
He fell straight to the floor as the bed crumbled beneath him.
Bang!
The ceiling ruptured unexpectedly, and Ning Fan fell down directly into the living room.
Xu Xiaoqing stared in shock, completely dumbfounded.
Ning Fan had just smashed through the ceiling and dropped into the living room—a sight that left a lasting impression on her.
“Holy crap!”
The young girl couldn’t help but curse under her breath.
She glanced at Ning Fan lying amidst the debris, then looked at the massive twenty-centiter-deep hole in the ceiling.
How on earth did Ning Fan cause that?
“Oh my god, Ning Fan, what did you just do?!”
Xu Xiaoqing quickly ran to Ning Fan’s side, anxiously asking, while glancing at the wrecked ceiling with a mixture of frustration and amusent.
Their well-maintained ho now needed significant repairs—all thanks to Ning Fan!
Climbing out of the rubble, Ning Fan scratched his head awkwardly, looking a bit flustered.
Even he wasn’t sure why things had turned out this way.
He had just vented a little frustration, yet his uncontrolled strength ended up punching a giant hole in his surroundings.
Even Ning Fan found his own power intimidating.
At this mont, Ning Fan dared not make any sudden movents, fearing he might again lose control and cause more destruction.
“Stay back and let calm down first!”
Ning Fan extended his hand to stop Xu Xiaoqing from approaching, then began assessing himself.
Only now did he realize the terrifying strength of his body.
Had he reached the True Origin Realm?!
Ning Fan sharply inhaled, his eyes filled with astonishnt.
Beside him, Xu Xiaoqing looked on confused, not understanding what was happening.
Still in shock, Xu Xiaoqing stood frozen, muttering sothing under her breath with intermittent nervous laughs.
During this ti, Ning Fan finally managed to calm the restless and uncontrollable True Qi within him, restoring it to his dantian.
Only then did he regain control over his strength…
“This house must be a shoddy construction!
I just made a tiny jump, and sohow it collapsed!”
Without hesitation, Ning Fan shifted the bla, acting as though it wasn’t his fault but a flaw in the house itself.
Xu Xiaoqing rolled her eyes at his response and retorted angrily, “This perfectly fine new house—just because of you, it’s completely wrecked!”
New house?
Ning Fan furrowed his brow.
This villa was decent but definitely not new—it was fairly old.
Did the young girl want compensation?
Was she trying to extort him on the spot?
“We’re family; why make a fuss, hahaha!”
Ning Fan laughed nervously, his expression filled with awkwardness.
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