Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Chapter 235 Mengjun

Just when Hu Qing was about to join forces with Gu Yang to kill the dummy, the dummy waved its hand casually, and the space around the two of them was completely confined.

Hu Qing was very familiar with this power. He didn't expect that the power that had been restraining him also came from Gu Yang's body.

Hu Qing resisted the urge to attack. He had no chance of beating this guy. He couldn't even see his true strength.

Since he said that he was Gu Yang's malicious intention, then their realms should be the same. Why is there such a big deviation? Could it be that this person is still deceiving them?

The dummy clapped his hands and came to Gu Yang, who was glaring at him.

Gu Yang struggled to knock on the barrier around him, but he didn't expect the barrier to become smaller and smaller, locking him tightly, and he cursed:

"What do you want to do? Put me down and let's have a fair fight."

"I'm not in the mood to fight with you, otherwise, you would have died in the nightmare before." The dummy looked at the two people who kept fiddling with their bodies and sneered.

The nightmare before?

Hu Qing and Gu Yang's faces turned pale. They didn't expect that this dummy even knew all this.

And according to him, that means he is the mastermind behind controlling the inner demon.

"Don't look at me with that disgusting look. You should be grateful that I spared your lives." The dummy walked to Hu Qing's side and looked at the Wang Jian that Hu Qing was holding tightly behind his back.

"Wow, this is the majestic royal sword, it's really amazing."

The dummy snatched the king's sword away, and the sword struggled in his hand, making a deafening sound.

"Be quiet!"

The dummy swung the King Sword vigorously, and the originally golden longsword became dim. He stretched out his fingers and stroked it casually, muttering to himself:

"Now you're finally behaving yourself. It's worthy of being a spiritual treasure of rules. It's really a good sword."

Hu Qing watched Wang Jian stabbing at his hands, suppressing his anger and asking:

"What on earth are you doing here, tying us up? If you're just teasing us, I don't think it's necessary."

The dummy chuckled, then stretched out its index finger to Hu Qing's lips and tapped them lightly.

Hu Qing felt a chill, he actually teased a man like this. He was about to open his mouth to curse, but found that his mouth was sealed, so he could only cry out.

When Gu Yang saw this scene, he was furious. In the narrow space, he kept slashing at the barrier behind him with the Soul-Devouring Blade.

"Bang... bang..."

The space was small to begin with, making it difficult to exert force. After chopping it dozens of times, there was no change in the space at all.

The dummy heard the voice, turned to Gu Yang, blinked, and said calmly:

"Don't worry, I told you the reason for my visit a long time ago. I'm here to replace you."

Before Gu Yang could understand the meaning of the words, the dummy held the Wang Jian across Hu Qing's chest, and the sharp blade had already cut a bloody mark on Hu Qing's chest.

Gu Yang looked at Hu Qing's injuries, quickly dropped the knife behind him, and said loudly:

"Put down your sword, I've put down my knife. If you want to replace me, you should at least tell me how to replace me. We can discuss it. You should let him go first."

Seeing this, the dummy didn't say anything, but slashed the sword across Hu Qing's chest, once, twice...

Hu Qing's chest was already covered in blood, and the blood made Wang Jian's sword look even sharper. He was in so much pain that he was a little unconscious.

But he knew that this replacement was definitely not a good thing. He shook his head frantically at Gu Yang, wanting him to refuse.

Gu Yang looked at Hu Qing's miserable appearance and desperately hit the barrier in front of him with his body.

The dummy pretended to wipe the corner of his eyes with his fingers, then put down the sword and said:

"Oh, such a touching emotion. No wonder the higher-ups asked me to show up."

"Boss? Who are you?" Hu Qing endured the pain and grasped the key point. The man in front of him actually had a boss. Could it be that the crime was committed by a gang?

Gu Yang also looked at the dummy with a confused expression. He was thinking frantically in his mind, and it seemed that he had not offended anyone.

"Oops, I let it slip by accident, but you guys are so stupid. You practice the skills given by others without even thinking about it. Is it really that easy to practice?" The dummy said indifferently.

Hu Qing had many more doubts in his mind. Could it be that there was something wrong with the martial arts method or the "Great Dream Sutra"? But Elder Han had no reason to deceive them.

He was about to think deeply when the injury on his chest brought him back to reality.

Gu Yang roared loudly, "Stop trying to sow discord here. Who are you? Who sent you?"

"Do you really want to know?" the dummy asked with a malicious look on his face.

This made Gu Yang and Hu Qing feel a little uneasy. Could it be that the forces behind this were too extensive?

The dummy didn't waste any time. In front of Hu Qing and Gu Yang, he reached his hands behind his neck and tore it off with force, peeling off a bloody face.

The scene was both terrifying and bizarre, as if a bloody ritual was taking place, and both of them felt a little frightened when watching it.

Afterwards, blood-colored energy continued to erupt from all around, wrapping around his head like a mysterious veil, covering the truth that was about to be revealed.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Gu Yang and Hu Qing held their breath and watched the changes in front of them nervously.

After a while, the blood-colored energy gradually dissipated, and a strange face appeared in front of them.

It was a face the two had never seen before, but it was enough to shock them both.

Hu Qing opened his eyes wide, even forgetting the pain in his chest. He didn't even blink, staring intently at the person in front of him... who could barely be considered a human.

This face is not handsome, but it will be deeply imprinted in your mind after seeing it. The most striking thing is that he has four eyes, each of which emits a different light.

His purple hair reached down to his waist like a waterfall, but beneath that long hair, near his jawline, there were twisting purple tentacles that danced in the air as if they had their own life, looking quite terrifying.

Gu Yang's face turned pale, and he trembled as he said, "What kind of monster are you? Why do you have four eyes and purple tentacles?"

Hu Qingze stared at his dazzling purple hair. For some reason, he felt that it was familiar, but he couldn't remember where it was. The pain in his chest also prevented him from thinking about it too much.

"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Meng Jun, the twenty-fourth general under the Immortal King."

Meng Jun came to Hu Qing with an innocent smile on his face and touched the broken wound on his chest with his hand.

Hu Qing was in so much pain that his vision was blurred and his whole body was twitching.

"You know what? I originally wanted to choose you. Not only is your realm higher, but you're also an Eight-Patterned Golden Core. And with your identity, I can know a lot of things.

But no matter how hard I tried to search your memory, I couldn't find any of your past. There were only some fragmented memories, and I was even scolded by the Immortal King for being incompetent!"

Meng Jun became a little crazy when he talked about the latter part. The tentacles on his face stretched out to Hu Qing's chest and sucked greedily.

"You beast! I told you to let him go. Aren't you going to replace me? Come to me if you have anything to say." Gu Yang closed his eyes tightly and roared loudly.

Meng Jun stopped and turned to look at Gu Yang with a bored expression. The tentacles on his face were reluctant to leave Hu Qing's body.

"I tortured him and forgot to torture you, right? If there were no other candidates, do you think I would be happy to choose you? Not only is your realm much lower than mine, but your golden elixir is also a useless elixir without any lines on it.

But that's fine too. Once I enter your body, I can use my skills to change your broken golden elixir."

Meng Jun reached out and stroked Gu Yang's lower abdomen, then patted Gu Yang's face with his hand, his eyes full of mockery.

Gu Yang closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the face that deserved a beating, and suppressed the anger in his heart, saying:

"So, you can check our memories?"

"Of course. Otherwise, where do you think we got the information about our attack on your continent? And those people in your sect who died suddenly, you don't really think it was killed by the inner demon, do you? They were worthless and were tortured to death by me, hahahahaha!"

Meng Jun laughed loudly towards the sky, and two turbid tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, as if he was recalling the torturous process.

"No wonder it's such a beast, it turns out to be a demon dog!" Gu Yang cursed in shock.

He thought that some force was out to mess with them, but he didn't expect it to be a demon. It seemed that "The Art of the Great Dream" was not as simple as he thought.

Hu Qing, who was standing aside with his head lowered, also heard it and looked at Meng Jun in disbelief. Since he was a demon, many things could be explained.

The only missing clue now is why the alien demon knows the "Great Dream Secret"?