Chapter 710 - 710: Illusion Martial Soul

"I knew it. This guy really is useless."

As Chu Qingyun spoke, he kicked Zhou Yongyang, sending him tumbling to the side.

"Fortunately, I came prepared. The blood-colored sphere is gone. I didn't hide it—I destroyed it," Chu Qingyun said.

At once, the expressions of everyone from the Martial Soul Hall changed drastically.

As for the envoy, two beams of almost tangible, seven-colored light suddenly flared in his eyes.

A murderous aura radiated from the members of the Martial Soul Hall.

'All that planning, all that time... and in the end, it was destroyed!'

Just then, Chu Qingyun casually continued, "However... while the blood-colored sphere may be gone, I did manage to get this from inside..."

As he spoke, Chu Qingyun retrieved a Crimson Crystal from his Storage Ring.

He had extracted this from the blood-colored sphere using his Devouring Power. Chu Qingyun knew this was the true target of the people from the Martial Soul Hall: the Blood Origin.

Sure enough, the Martial Soul Hall envoy recognized the object in Chu Qingyun's hand at a glance and couldn't help but cry out in astonishment, "The Blood Origin!"

"Lord Envoy, can we talk now?" Chu Qingyun asked, clutching the Crimson Crystal.

The Martial Soul Hall envoy nodded. "Of course, of course we can talk..."

But before he could finish, he abruptly lifted his head and locked his gaze on Chu Qingyun's eyes, a seven-colored light churning within them.

For an instant, Chu Qingyun's mind went blank.

When he came to, he found he was no longer near the valley but in a world of seven colors.

Above, below, left, right, front, and back—everywhere, shifting seven-colored hues flowed, creating a dizzying sensation.

His body was still frozen in the same posture as before he'd blanked out. However, enormous, seven-colored spikes had pierced his wrists, ankles, abdomen, and neck.

Chu Qingyun was pinned in the void, completely unable to move.

'This... What's happening...'

'Another dimension? No, impossible. How could a mere Martial King Realm expert move me to another dimension... Is this... the legendary Illusion Skill?'

Chu Qingyun was utterly shocked.

Still, he quickly deduced what it was. This had to be the Illusion Martial Soul and its Illusionary Soul Techniques—things he'd only ever heard about but never witnessed.

'What do I do? Someone is probably attacking me right now!'

'Damn it, break! Break!'

Chu Qingyun struggled with all his might, twisting his body.

The six seven-colored spikes trembled slightly under Chu Qingyun's struggles, but despite the shaking, they showed no signs of breaking.

'Damn it! Damn it all!'

Chu Qingyun felt an immense sense of crisis and roared inwardly as he struggled.

But with his body pinned by the six spikes, he was completely immobilized.

However, as if sensing Chu Qingyun's crisis...

Just as he was roaring inwardly, from the six points where he was pierced, an ink-black Devouring Power suddenly surged forth.

The Devouring Power rapidly burst from his body, enveloping the six seven-colored spikes.

The six spikes dissolved as if melted by the Devouring Power, turning into six pools of black liquid in the blink of an eye and dripping away.

At that moment, Chu Qingyun's struggles reached their peak. The six spikes shattered, and an immense power erupted from his body.

The entire Seven-Colored Space began to tremble.

The space began to tear apart as cracks appeared, expanding and connecting until, finally, the entire Seven-Colored Space collapsed with a roar.

Back in reality, Chu Qingyun snapped back to his senses.

He immediately heard a piercing shriek that made his skin crawl, and a cold sweat instantly broke out across his back.

A Fifth-level Martial King!

While he had been trapped in the Seven-Colored Space, a Fifth-level Martial King from the Martial Soul Hall had already charged up to him and was throwing a punch at his head!

"Blood Flame!"

Without a second thought, Chu Qingyun instinctively activated his Ten Thousand Spirits Saint Body Secret Technique. At the same time, Primordial Power surged around him as he threw a punch to meet the attack.

All three actions happened almost simultaneously.

BOOM!

With a massive BOOM, Chu Qingyun was sent flying. Half his body went numb, his arm trembled uncontrollably, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood, severely injured.

'A Fifth-level Martial King... his Primordial Power and body are too strong!'

'In a head-on clash like that, if I hadn't reached the second level of the Martial King Realm, if I didn't have the power of the Blood Flame, I wouldn't have gotten away with just an injury!'

If he were to use his Secret Technique and Sword Intent against an ordinary Fifth-level Martial King from the Martial Soul Hall, Chu Qingyun might have a fighting chance.

But a direct, head-on clash like this was too much of a disadvantage.

"This..."

The Fifth-level Martial King was stunned for a moment.

He had personally witnessed the Lord Envoy's power. Anyone below the Celestial King Realm would be completely immobilized when faced with that special power.

Even those in the Celestial King Realm would be affected.

He never imagined that Chu Qingyun, a mere second-level Martial King, would be able to break free!

The Martial Soul Hall envoy was also extremely shocked. 'What is that black substance? It has a power that makes my heart race. This kid... he's not as simple as he seems!'

The Martial Soul Hall envoy had indeed used the power of his Illusion Martial Soul.

This type of Martial Soul could barely be considered a Control-type Soul. However, its power did not control the enemy's body, but their mind.

You could say it uses an Illusion Skill to make the target's body and brain believe they have been pinned by spikes.

In this way, even if one's consciousness knows they are under an Illusion Skill, they cannot break free.

It's like walking blindfolded. Even if you know the path ahead is clear and unobstructed, your brain will still involuntarily generate fear, preventing you from walking forward quickly.

Subjective consciousness does not have complete control over the brain and body.

Of course, this Illusion Martial Soul was not invincible.

Upon reaching the Martial King Realm, the Martial King Essence Pill would contain a unique power that had a natural resistance to Illusion Skills.

If the difference in Realm between the two parties was too great, casting an Illusion Skill would have almost no effect.

For example, this envoy from the Martial Soul Hall was a sixth-level Martial King. When he used his Illusion Skill, it might be able to trap a seventh-level Martial King. Against an eighth-level Martial King, however, it would likely only have a slight effect. And against a ninth-level Martial King, it would probably have no effect at all.

After all, on the path of the Martial Dao, the further one progressed, the greater the gap between each Realm became.