Complete Martial Arts Attributes - Chapter 3011

Chapter 2952: Three Wang Tengs! Can’t Tell Them Apart! He Really Can’t Tell Them Apart! An Unsolvable Illusion!

With his soul perception ineffective, Wang Teng hurriedly activated his [Heavenly Heart True Vision Eye], attempting to see through the illusion.

But the scene before him remained incredibly real; those numb, twisted faces seemed right before him, ready to devour him.

“How bizarre!”

Wang Teng muttered to himself, his expression grave.

Although he had merely probed his soul power into the area of black light, not descending in spirit form, he felt a sense

of frustration and frustration at being separated from the three True Gods just moments after their encounter. He felt

the helpless feeling of being restrained just as he was about to unleash his might.

Elsewhere, the three True Gods were caught in the same predicament ,

each appearing in a different situation.

True God Zhulong frowned, finding himself in a land of ice, surrounded by twisting black fog and ice.

An indescribable chill and dark, catastrophic force washed over him, chilling his very being.

“Is this an illusion?!”

True Candle Dragon God was filled with shock and doubt, having never imagined that even a True God-level being like him could be trapped in an illusion.

The icy scene before him made him feel as if he were there himself. The chill felt so real that he couldn’t tell if it was real or not.

“No!!!”

“That fused [Disaster Demon Body] doesn’t possess the power of ice!”

True Candle Dragon God’s gaze narrowed, a sudden thought dawning on him.

“But this feels too real! It feels as if my body is frozen, and the flow of energy within me is sluggish.”

“Even the Candle Dragon Flame of my race has been affected.”

He raised his hand, a crimson flame blazing within his palm, but it was now restless and even gradually weakened under the influence of the icy force.

“They’re all gone.”

Then he noticed something even more significant.

The True God of the Mechanical Clan, the True God Yaofeng, and even Wang Teng had all vanished.

This was unbelievable!

Capable of separating people right under the noses of these three True Gods, this [Evil Devouring Body] was truly terrifying.

True God Zhulong tried to sense the location of the two True Gods and Wang Teng, but the twisted, numb faces condensed from the black mist didn’t disappear. They swirled around the surrounding void, emitting a constant stream of eerie roars.

The overlapping sounds echoed in True God Zhulong’s ears, causing his soul to waver, as if on the verge of collapse.

…

True God Yaofeng stood in the void. His situation was relatively normal, seemingly unchanged from before.

Black mist permeated the surrounding void, and numb, twisted faces filled the mist, roaring.

He felt the space around him ripple briefly, and then the Mechanical God and True God Zhulong vanished.

“Huh?!”

True God Yaofeng was startled, glancing around in astonishment.

Being able to transport people away under his very perception, the power of this [Evil Devouring Body] was not to be underestimated.

“Wang Teng?”

He then realized that Wang Teng’s soul power was still before him, and he was even more surprised. He couldn’t help but call out.

“What’s the matter?”

Wang Teng’s soul power immediately retreated, as if afraid to approach him.

A sneer played on the True God Yaofeng’s face. “What? Now that it’s just you and me here, are you scared? Where’s your earlier courage?”

“Scared? Would I be scared?”

Wang Teng’s soul power continued to retreat. “If I’m afraid, I’m just afraid that you won’t prioritize the overall situation and will do something irrational, hindering my ability to find a flaw.”

A hint of hesitation flashed in the True God Yaofeng’s eyes. It was clear that Wang Teng had hit a sore spot. He still needed Wang Teng to find the flaw here, not the time for a fight. But he was still extremely annoyed and snorted coldly, “Hmph! If you can’t find it, this god will punish you.”

“Oh, I’m so scared,” Wang Teng said in a sardonic voice.

“You!” Yaofeng True God didn’t expect that Wang Teng, having already retreated, would still dare to press his limits. He truly deserved to die.

…

The Mechanical True God’s situation was quite similar to Yaofeng True God’s. He was still surrounded by thick black fog and those numb, distorted faces.

Nothing seemed to have changed.

Only Zhulong True God and Yaofeng True God had vanished, as if they had never existed.

“Senior?!”

A startled voice suddenly rang out, drawing the attention of the Mechanical True God.

“Wang Teng, you’re still there?”

The Mechanical True God was stunned for a moment, realizing that Wang Teng was still there, not separated like Yaofeng True God and Zhulong True God. Suspicion welled up in him, he stared at Wang Teng’s soul power, as if trying to discern something.

“Yes, I was just momentarily dazed when I noticed that Zhulong True God and Yaofeng True God were gone,” Wang Teng said. “Thank goodness, Senior is still here.”

“You felt dazed?” the Mechanical True God’s gaze flickered as he demanded.

“Yes,” Wang Teng said affirmatively. “I don’t know what happened just now, but it seems that after hearing the roar from that face, my vision went blurry, and then I realized that the True Gods Zhulong and Yaofeng had disappeared.”

“That must be a mental shock. Those numb faces can not only absorb and devour our energy, but also emit mental shocks. They are even more terrifying than those [Disaster Demonic Bodies] before they merged.” The Mechanical God nodded without hesitation.

“Then what should we do now? The [Disaster Devouring Demonic Bodies] separated us, surely intending to destroy us one by one,” Wang Teng said solemnly.

“Can you find any more weaknesses now?” the Mechanical God asked.

“Yes, as long as you keep attacking, I’m sure I can find more,” Wang Teng said.

“Okay! I’ll continue the attack, and you’ll be responsible for finding the weaknesses.”

The Mechanical God nodded, and without further ado, he swung his warhammer and blasted the surroundings.

Boom! Boom! Boom…

“

I can’t feel anything at all. Even the [Eye of Heaven’s True Vision] can’t see through the illusion here!”

Wang Teng was alone in the void, but no matter how he sensed, he couldn’t find the fluctuations or even the breath of the three true gods.

“If the three true gods encountered the same illusion as me, they would definitely not sit idly by and wait for death. They might even attack proactively.”

“But I can’t feel any energy fluctuations. How on earth can they do that?”

“Are they no longer in the same space as me?”

Doubts arose in Wang Teng’s mind, causing him to fall into confusion. He

couldn’t tell!

He really couldn’t tell!

Were they truly transported to another space?

Or was it just an illusion?

Or a combination of the two?

“Illusion! Illusion! Oh, if it’s an illusion, then I’ll use the same illusion techniques to see if I can find a flaw?”

Wang Teng suddenly thought of something. Now he had no better way. He could only try one by one, then eliminate the impossible one by one, and finally lock on to the only possibility.

“Illusionary Heart Technique!”

He immediately activated the [Illusionary Heart Technique]. This illusion technique, acquired in the Illusionary Heart Tower at the Vice Occupation Alliance headquarters, was of the Immortal level and quite impressive. If he wielded it to its full potential, he might be able to penetrate the current illusion.

At this moment, as the technique was activated, the mental energy within his mind suddenly began to flow according to a specific pattern.

Then, it spread outward, circling around his body before spreading out in all directions like threads.

These strands of mental energy acted like tentacles, sensing the surrounding void.

Being the same force of illusion, perhaps a resonance could form.

Even the slightest reaction wouldn’t have to be too dramatic, and Wang Teng would be able to find the flaw and break it.

However,

there was no reaction.

The threads of mental energy flowing through the [Illusionary Heart Technique] failed to elicit the slightest reaction within the illusion.

“So difficult?!”

Wang Teng’s eyes twitched.

He hadn’t expected it to be this difficult!

His hopes were completely dashed!

The Immortal-level [Illusionary Heart Sutra] had no effect at all. Could the gap between Immortal-level illusions and Divine-level illusions really be that vast?

It was

a bit shocking. He couldn’t imagine it.

Although he had acquired many Divine-level combat techniques and even Divine-level soul secrets, his understanding of illusions remained at the Immortal level. This was his first encounter with Divine-level illusions, and he had no real grasp of them.

Without understanding, he couldn’t imagine

them. Wang Teng was in a state of panic. He felt that the methods he had encountered recently were ridiculously powerful, completely overwhelming him without giving him a chance to adapt.

It was truly too difficult!

“Try using the [Buddha Sutra]!”

Wang Teng thought of his biggest trump card. Aside from those Divine-level soul secrets, this was arguably his most powerful spiritual method, and also his most mysterious. If it weren’t for its incompleteness, it might even be more powerful than those Divine-level secrets.

Boom!

As the [Buddha Sutra] activated, a deep, resounding sound suddenly echoed from Wang Teng’s chaotic star field, resembling the tolling of a bell and the beating of a drum, causing his soul to vibrate uncontrollably.

A golden glow erupted from the depths of the chaotic star field, tinting his entire soul golden and forming a protective shield.

Wang Teng held his hopes.

Unfortunately, the result was no different. The [Buddha Sutra], which had always been so effective, was ineffective this time.

“???”

Wang Teng’s face froze completely, and he couldn’t help but wonder if everything he saw was real, not an illusion.

So, was his guess wrong?

“Should we start with space?”

Wang Teng wondered, his gaze sweeping across the surrounding void. Spatial runes appeared in his vision, attempting to analyze the surrounding space.

“Wait!!”

“Those are the attribute bubbles formed by the attacks of the three True Gods!”

As his power spread, the surrounding black mist swirled, and bubbles of attribute appeared before Wang Teng’s eyes.

He absorbed the first few attribute bubbles that fell. The remaining ones were likely the last to fall, but they were shrouded in black fog, so he didn’t notice them immediately.

The fog was too thick, and his attention was drawn to the present situation, so he naturally forgot about the attribute bubbles.

Now, seeing these attribute bubbles, Wang Teng’s mind was stirred, and he quickly swept out his mental power to pick them up.

[Illusionary Nightmare Airspace *1200]

[Illusionary Nightmare Airspace *1500]

[Illusionary Nightmare Airspace *1800]

…

“There are quite a few more attribute bubbles this time than before.”

Wang Teng was a little surprised, and immediately absorbed the insights in his mind.

In his mind, an extremely strange and mysterious image, even indescribable, emerged. Various forces converged within it: the power of darkness, the power of disaster, the power of laziness, the power of illusion, the power of space, and so on, and then evolved into a very special and strange space.

Although the process of evolution was slowly unfolding in his mind, many parts were still vague and he had not yet fully grasped it.

Wang Teng was bewildered, and could only absorb the insights he had already gained.

Within this strange and peculiar space, numerous runes appeared, as if they were manifestations of those powers, imbued with certain rules.

This allowed Wang Teng to absorb these insights more intuitively.

[Illusionary Nightmare] (Incomplete/Growing): 25,000/30,000 (Beginner);

“Damn it! It’s still incomplete, and it hasn’t even broken through to the entry level!” Wang Teng roared inwardly.

How could it be so short?

Five thousand attribute points might seem like a lot, but in reality, it’s not much. With another attack from the three True Gods, it would surely drop. What a shame.

The Soul-Eating Demon Lord’s timing was incredibly tricky, a perfect opportunity, hindering his advancement in this combat skill.

What a bummer!

“That’s not right…”

Wang Teng’s pupils narrowed slightly as he suddenly realized something.

He had an inexplicable feeling that the other party was targeting him… a false impression?

“Maybe it’s not an illusion?!”

Wang Teng was a little unsure. He seemed a bit narcissistic. How powerful was the [Evil Devouring Body], and how arrogant was the Soul-Eating Demon Lord. Now that he controlled the [Evil Devouring Body], would he take a mere Regional Master-level warrior seriously?

When the three True Gods were trapped, they hadn’t used such tactics before, but now they were using them on him?

Was it really that serious?

It felt like meeting a beautiful woman on the street, and she suddenly smiled at him, and then he wondered if she liked him.

It was one of life’s three great illusions!

Wang Teng often reflected on himself. Although he was incredibly handsome, he wasn’t like a coin, so he must not be too narcissistic.

Self-knowledge was the most important thing in life!

But the timing of the [Evil Devouring Body]’s attack was truly strange, like a blind cat catching a dead mouse, but it seemed inevitable.

The other party seemed to be trying to prevent him from joining forces with the three True Gods.

Otherwise, how could one explain their purpose?

“Is the Soul-Eating Demon Lord afraid that I will join forces with the three True Gods?”

This thought appeared in Wang Teng’s mind, and he couldn’t shake it off.

“Forget it, let’s not think too much about it. Let’s solve the current dilemma first… Huh?!”

His eyes flashed as he looked at the attribute bubbles that appeared out of thin air in the void again. He was stunned for a moment, and then a gleam of light burst out from his eyes. (End of this chapter)