Chapter 179: "Four Hundred Years"

"Huh? What's going on?" Han Feng stared at the scene in front of him in a daze, and was also a little surprised for a moment.

He clearly remembered that this was his fifteenth year in the Void Illusion Realm, and the scene in front of him was the scene when he entered Xuantian Sect.

However, his body was only fourteen years old.

"How could this be the case? Could it be..." Han Feng suddenly thought of a possibility that shocked him.

"Is it because I have more memories of four hundred years of my previous life?" Han Feng murmured to himself with a frown.

Outside the Void Illusion, there were countless people standing there on the square at this time. Everyone looked at the Void Illusion that was still closed, with doubts and curiosity in their eyes.

"Master of the Valley, the time it has been opened for more than twenty hours. What should I do now?" an elder asked in a worried tone.

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Ming was indifferent and looked at the virtual illusion with calm eyes.

After a long time, Zhuo Ming slowly spoke, "Go and notify the two elders and let them come here."

"Old Fei, why haven't Han Feng come out yet? Will there be any accident?" Xiao Ling said with a heart in his heart and a tone full of deep worries.

Old Fei, beside him, frowned at this time. He had no choice but to see his princess so anxious, but he had to comfort him: "Although I don't know what happened to Han Feng inside, I saw that the illusion had not been closed yet, and I think there would be no danger in it. Now we can only wait and see that the change is going on."

Mr. Fei's comfort was obviously of no effect on Xiao Ling. At this moment, she folded her hands together, and there was still a deep sense of worry in her beautiful dark eyes.

In the illusion of the virtual spirit, Han Feng broke away the phantom in front of him with another punch, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

It has been twenty years since he entered the illusion. If he could not confirm his guess at the beginning, then he would be able to understand it at this moment.

This virtual illusion obviously reads the memories of his previous life for four hundred years, which means that he will spend more than four hundred years in this virtual illusion before he has the opportunity to leave here.

When Han Feng thought of spending more than four hundred years alone in this endless dark space, he felt a little numb.

Of course, Lin Yue mentioned to her before that there are actually two ways to come out of the illusion. One is naturally to automatically transmit the memory after it is read.

Another type is that if you encounter an irresistible powerful enemy in the illusion, you will be teleported out by the illusion after being beaten until your mind collapses.

Obviously, Han Feng naturally did not want to try this second method. Moreover, with his current strength, unless he encountered a powerful enemy at the heavenly level, it would be difficult for anyone to defeat him, let alone to make him unable to hold on to his spirit and completely collapse.

After sighing a long sigh, Han Feng felt helpless, but he had no choice but to face this strange virtual illusion.

Fortunately, the four hundred years of wandering in the previous life had already trained Han Feng's mind to be extremely hard, so after a while, Han Feng slowly adapted and started practicing cross-legged.

After a long wait, another year passed, Han Feng finally welcomed the enemy he encountered when he was twenty-one in his previous life.

And this person is Ye Haotian, the young master of Xinghai Pavilion, who Han Feng could not catch up with in his previous life. No matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up with.

Looking at the culprit in front of him who destroyed Xuantian Sect and killed his master and many fellow disciples, a cold light flashed in Han Feng's eyes.

However, because he had already realized it before, Han Feng controlled his heart well and prevented himself from losing his usual calmness due to excessive anger.

Taking a deep breath, Han Feng looked at the former enemy in front of him coldly. Ye Haotian's strength at this time was the same as when he first met him in his previous life, and belonged to the seventh grade of the earth level.

However, at this moment, Han Feng is not the waste in his previous life who was still trying to break through to the human rank, nor is he the winner of the conference who had just advanced to the third grade of the Earth Level.

At this moment, Han Feng was a powerful man of heaven with the power to destroy the world.

Looking at Ye Haotian, who was only a seventh-grade ground level in front of him, a sneer appeared on the corner of Han Feng's mouth.

Without any hesitation, Han Feng raised his fighting spirit all over his body, and the peerless aura belonging to the heavenly level suddenly surged out. In the face of absolute power, a small seventh-grade warrior of the Earth level could not resist it at all.

Han Feng flashed and came to Ye Haotian without using any martial arts. He simply punched the fist with an extremely fierce energy, slashed the air and hit Ye Haotian's heart.

The next moment, Ye Haotian's body was like a piece of thin paper, and was penetrated by Han Feng's fist and a bloody rain broke out.

Although it is just an illusory character produced based on memory, except for the lack of normal thinking ability, all the behaviors of Phantom are no different from those of normal people.

Therefore, after being hit by Han Feng with such a fierce punch, Ye Haotian also screamed, and his body was immediately blown to pieces.

He killed Ye Haotian in front of him nine times in a row. At this time, Ye Haotian's strength was also enhanced by nine times. When the tenth Ye Haotian appeared, Han Feng also felt that the latter's aura was a bit unusual.

"Is this?" Han Feng looked at Ye Haotian in front of him with some surprise, and found that the aura on the latter's body had actually exceeded the scope of the Dou Qi of the Earth level. Although he had not yet truly entered the Heaven level, he was not far away.

Now, Han Feng's face began to become solemn.

However, even though Ye Haotian's strength has increased tenfold, he is still no match for Han Feng.

After a few breaths, Han Feng had already twisted Ye Haotian's neck directly.

Seeing that Ye Haotian no longer appeared, Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and all the scenes around him turned into nothingness again.

Next, there is naturally a long wait.

In Tiansheng Valley, a large number of forces still stayed here and never left.

Long before, Zhuo Ming and two elders with the highest seniority who rushed over quickly discussed the situation in front of him, but in the end they did not get any results.

In this regard, Tiansheng Valley was also confused, and the holy tree was the indispensable greatest reliance of Tiansheng Valley, so naturally he did not dare to act rashly.

Xiao Ling and the others from Xuantian Sect who had not been waiting for Han Feng to come out were also extremely anxious at this time, but they had no choice but to do anything.

These days, Xiao Ling would go to the holy tree every day, staring at the virtual illusion alone in a daze.

She also tried to approach the virtual illusion several times, but was stopped by the Elder of Tiansheng Valley who was guarding there. In desperation, Xiao Ling had to come here every day and wait for Han Feng to appear silently.

When others saw Xiao Ling's appearance, they felt very sympathy and pity for a while, but more of them were full of jealousy for Han Feng, whose life and death were uncertain.

As time passed by little by little, it had been a month since Han Feng entered the virtual illusion.

During this month, many forces gradually lost interest when they saw that Han Feng had never come out and left Tiansheng Valley. In their opinion, whether it was the Void Illusion or Han Feng, they had nothing to do with them, and naturally they would not care about his life or death.

In the end, the forces that were still in Tiansheng Valley were only one-third of the previous ones.

As the second and third place in this conference, Ice and Snow Pavilion and Flame Pavilion naturally stayed.

There is no other reason, but they are still waiting for the sacred tree to achieve their respective holy fruits of heaven and earth.

Furthermore, for the Ice and Snow Pavilion, Han Feng also has the seven-colored snow lotus they urgently need. Even for the seven-colored snow lotus, they must wait until Han Feng comes out.

However, now that a month has passed, there is no movement in the Void Illusion Realm. Everyone has been waiting a little impatiently. Han Feng, who has not yet come out, even some people have thought that maybe something happened to him inside and that he is dead.

"What does senior sister look like in this virtual illusion? Will there be danger inside?" Xiaohan asked Tang Yurou, who was sitting quietly beside her, boredly.

Hearing this, Tang Yurou looked up at the direction of the holy tree, and then said lightly: "That illusion is just an equivalent of her own spiritual world. Once she is subjected to an unbearable attack, it will be automatically teleported out, and there is no danger at all."

"Then why hasn't Han Feng come out yet? Will there be an accident really happen as others have guessed?" Xiaohan continued to ask with curious eyes.

Tang Yurou couldn't answer Xiaohan's question. However, she had a feeling in her heart that he didn't think something really happened to Han Feng.

"Young Pavilion Master, it's been a month since Han Feng came out. I think it's a bad luck. The Pavilion Master has sent people to urge him many times. See if we are..." A disciple of Xinghai Pavilion bowed and said.

In front of him, Ye Haotian, who was playing with the sharp dagger in his hand, looked calm, as if he was thinking about something. It was not until a moment later that he said lightly: "This is not unusual now. I always feel that something will happen. I send someone back to tell my father and wait a few more days."

"But, Young Master..." The man seemed to want to say something, but when he met Ye Haotian's sharp eyes, his whole body shivered and he didn't dare to say more.

At this time, in the Illusion of Void, Han Feng no longer remembers how long he had been in this void space and how many enemies he had defeated.

He only knew that the later he encountered the enemies he encountered became stronger and stronger. Perhaps these enemies that once existed in his memory were not that powerful, but in this illusion, the power was magnified ten times, and Han Feng might not be afraid of some weak opponents.

But just like the last opponent Han Feng met before, a top-level opponent who had encountered had been strengthened by ten times the power of the illusion, the power he possessed was very close to the powerful one of the heavenly level. Han Feng also took a lot of effort to successfully kill him.
Chapter completed!