Standing in this illusion, Hong Zhan's heart tightened, after all, the physical body was still outside, he quickly sensed the physical body, but found that it was extremely difficult to sense.
There were forty thousand clones in the space between the eyebrows of his physical body, which could be extremely difficult to connect.
He reached out and waved his hand, and with a whoosh, a clone was lured over, which made him feel a lot more relieved, and he waved his hand and sent the clone back.
After sensing for a while, he waved his hand again, and with a whoosh, a white light flashed, but Yue'e, who was in the space between his eyebrows, was pulled into this illusion.
"Master, where is this? Your clones suddenly stopped moving, which startled me." Yue'e said.
Hong Zhan said solemnly: "This illusion is likely to be a space of the heart."
"Space of the heart?"
"Yes, the time inside and outside are not equal, so even I am trapped here."
"What should I do?"
"What's going on outside?"
"The master's black dragon body was sucked into a small space, where a large number of vines stabbed the owner, but the black dragon is now in a state of transformation, so the vines cannot hurt the owner. It should be the tree root monster that did it.
Seeing that the tree root monster couldn't do anything about its master, it called the Three Phoenix Kings and asked the Three Phoenix Kings to grab the master's black dragon body, and the tree root monster's consciousness was in a hurry to leave." Yue'e said.
"Three Phoenix Kings? He's not dead yet?" Hong Zhan was surprised, and then said solemnly: "That's right, the Three Phoenix Kings are traitors to the common people, and they are in the same league as the foreign demons."
"Master, what should we do now?" Yue'e was worried.
"I'll send you out, you take care of my body, my body is in a state of transformation, there should be no danger for a short time, and you don't need to move, but if they have the ability to hurt my body, you can strangle one of my clones, and I will know." Hong Zhan said.
"What about the master?"
"I'll take a look at the situation here."
"Yes!" Yue'e responded.
Hong Zhan waved his hand and sent Yue'e back to his eyebrow space.
At this moment, Hong Zhan searched alone in this gray space of his heart.
He hurriedly stepped forward, but saw a man in purple not far away, showing a look of horror.
The man in purple kept retreating, pinching his neck with both hands at the same time, pinching his face purple, and he was even more out of breath.
"No, it's none of my business, it's not me who wants to harm you, don't pinch me, no, no." The man in purple retreated in horror.
Hong Zhan looked stunned for a while, this person was committing suicide?
I saw the man in purple strangling himself to death, and the body fell to the ground, but after a while, he woke up by himself. Then, he began to strangle himself again, committing suicide.
Hong Zhan was puzzled for a while, what is the situation?
He did not step forward, because he heard screams from elsewhere, and he rushed to another place, and saw that some people showed horror and were committing suicide, some strangled themselves, some hanged themselves with ropes, some committed suicide with swords, all of these people showed horror, and after committing suicide, they were resurrected, and then committed suicide, which was extremely strange.
After all, Hong Zhan found a different person, and that person's expression was not frightened, but full of resentment.
"Thief, kill me." The man said resentfully.
He cut off his head with a sword, but in the blink of an eye, the severed head flew back and took it back to his neck, and he came back to life.
"That's it, it's like this again, no." The man cried out in sorrow and indignation.
Hong Zhan flew in front of the man and said, "Daoist."
The man was full of resentment, turned his head to look at Hong Zhan, and then ignored Hong Zhan.
"Fellow Taoist, I don't know what's going on here?" Hong Zhan asked again.
"Don't you know? You come to ask me?" The man said hatefully.
"I don't know, I saw some of you showing fear and some showing resentment." Hong Zhan said.
After hearing this, the man said coldly: "Are you lying to me?"
Hong Zhan wondered: "I just entered this place, and I don't know the situation yet, please give me some guidance."
The man was startled and said in surprise: "Can't you see anything here?"
"What do you see?" Hong Zhan said curiously.
The man stared at Hong Zhan as if Hong Zhan was a liar, and after a while, he was sure that Hong Zhan had not lied to him.
"You, are not affected by the illusions here?" The man was surprised.
"Please give me some guidance." Hong Zhan said.
The man stared at Hong Zhan for a while, and said with an expectant expression: "Let me tell you the situation here, can you please save me or kill me?"
"If I can do it, I will do my best." Hong Zhan said.
"Okay, let me tell you, you are different from us, you may be able to do it." The man said excitedly.
Hong Zhan looked at the man quietly, waiting for the man's mood to calm down a little.
"I am a disciple of Sword God Mountain, I entered with the Juggernaut in the past, looking for the inheritance of the Sword God, but unfortunately, I was swallowed by a vine and sent here. My body should have decayed long ago, this is my soul.
As soon as I entered here, I saw a hell, you see, over there is the King of Hell, over there is the judge, over there is the little ghost, over there is the hell of punishment, over there is the hell of pulling out the tongue, and over there is ......" The man kept introducing Hong Zhan.
Hong Zhan followed his hopes, but what he saw was a vast gray fog and nothing else.
"Can't you see?" The man said.
Hong Zhan shook his head and said: "I can't see it, there is only a layer of gray mist."
"That's right, yes, hahaha, we are crazy." The man said sadly and resentfully.
"What do you mean?" Hong Zhan said curiously.
"As soon as I entered this room, I was sentenced by the King of Hell, and then dragged into small hells, tortured in turn, I was afraid, I was afraid, I was in pain, I was desperate, but I couldn't die. I couldn't die by suicide, and even every time I was resurrected, I returned to my original state.
Over and over again, over and over again, I was so frightened.
I was tortured for tens of thousands of years, and gradually, I became numb.
Goodbye to those King of Hell, evil spirits, and hell, I don't care anymore.
I slowly figured out that all this may be fake, this is an illusion, an illusion that tortures me." The man said.
"What happened later?"
"Later, I met other people who were swallowed by the vines, and they also entered this illusion, and they saw different things here, some saw the demon jungle, some saw the enemy killing, and some saw other horrific scenes, which made them show fear.
Only then did I realize that the hell I saw was all fake, all illusions, and they were all intended to torture me. It doesn't let me die for a purpose.
I hate it, I don't want to be like this, I don't want to escape anymore, I just want to die, but I can't die, I can't survive, I can't ask for death, I hate it!" The man said resentfully.
Hong Zhan's expression was slightly condensed, and he instantly guessed the reason.
The demons imprisoned the souls of these people here to collect the emotions, fears, resentments, or other emotions of this group of people?
"Can't the people here die?" Hong Zhan asked.
"I can die, but it will take a long, long time." The man said hatefully.
"What do you mean?"
"When a person's life is exhausted, it is the real time of death. For example, I used to be a cultivator in the Emperor's Holy Realm, with a lifespan of six thousand four hundred years, and I was two thousand four hundred years old when I was swallowed here, which means that I originally had four thousand years of lifespan. However, I have been here for nearly a million years." The man said.
"A million years?" Hong Zhan was surprised.
"Yes, this should be the space of the heart, one day in the outside world, one year in the heart. I don't want to be tortured like this every day, although I have been tortured for a million years, but I still have nearly 400,000 years to be tortured, I hate it, I am afraid. Can you help me?" The man looked at Hong Zhan crying.
"I can't send you out for the time being." Hong Zhan said.
"Then kill me, kill me." The man said eagerly.
Hong Zhan reached out and slapped the man to pieces, fulfilling him.
However, the man's fragments were pieced together again in a blink of an eye and restored again.
"No? You can't kill me?" No, no." The man cried out in despair.
"I'm sorry!" Hong Zhan said.
The man ignored Hong Zhan, but continued to look around resentfully.
Hong Zhan also continued to search for a while, and found that this place was full of crazy people, they either didn't see through the illusion and showed fear, or they couldn't see through the illusion, they couldn't survive, they couldn't die, and they showed despair or resentment.
There are people like this everywhere, and everyone sees different illusions. But Hong Zhan was not affected, and he wondered, why was this happening?
He wanted to know what this external demon was, so he wanted to find a person who knew the roots of the external demon, that is, the transparent old man who had previously claimed to be the Sword God Remnant.
Although he was not sure that the transparent old man was here, he wanted to find it,
This place is too big, and he is looking for it like this, too slow.
He waved his hand and whistled, and nearly 40,000 clones were pulled into this space of his heart, leaving only a few clones in the physical body.
With a wave of his hand, nearly 40,000 clones shot straight in all directions, looking for everyone affected by this place.
It's strange, he is not affected, and his clone is not affected here.
The search speed of nearly 40,000 clones was extremely fast, and many crazy people were found. It didn't take long for him to find the transparent old man.
He recalled the clones, waved his hand, and sent them back to the physical body, and he walked to the transparent old man alone.
In the gray fog from a distance, the transparent old man was waving nine blue sword rays, and shouted: "Evil thief, suffer death!"
There was nothing in the gray mist, but he still kept chopping.
"Senior." Hong Zhan shouted.
The transparent old man heard Hong Zhan's shout, his whole body was excited, and then he turned his head to look.
He seemed to be a little more sober, looked at Hong Zhan, and then at the place where he was cut, as if he was judging which side was true and which side was false.
"Senior, there is only me and Gray Mist here, nothing else." Hong Zhan said.
The transparent old man's face changed, and then he smiled bitterly: "Unexpectedly, I was still tricked."
"Senior, do you know the situation here?" Hong Zhan stepped forward and asked.
The transparent old man looked at Hong Zhan, was silent for a while, and said, "You were also eaten by that foreign demon?"
"I guess so, please tell me about the situation here." Hong Zhan said.
The transparent old man wanted to say something, but was suddenly startled and said unexpectedly: "You are not affected by the illusion here?"
Hong Zhan nodded and said: "I don't know the situation either, I came here to inquire about my seniors."
"How is that possible? How can you not be affected?" The transparent old man was astonished.
"Dare to ask senior, what exactly is this foreign demon?" Hong Zhan said curiously.
The transparent old man stared at Hong Zhan for a while, not knowing the reason for a while, but he did not hide the problem of Hong Zhan, and said: "This external demon, called the Heavenly Demon, comes from the Heavenly Demon Clan, and it is the king of the Heavenly Demon."
"King of Heavenly Demons?" Hong Zhan looked stunned.
He has already refined the King of Heavenly Demons, and the forty thousand clones are refined from forty thousand ordinary Heavenly Demons. Here, why is there another King of Heavenly Demons?