The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1102: Everything is Fake

Chapter 1102: Chapter 1102: Everything is Fake

After the rift appeared, it spread to both sides at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, it spanned the entire sky.

Within that rift, formidable power surged, twisting the very space itself.

Such a terrifying scene should have drawn cries of alarm from the entire city.

But at this moment, River City was completely silent, without the slightest stir.

Even if Ning Fan had harbored a sliver of hope in his heart before, he had now completely abandoned that notion.

Indeed... all of this was fake.

Ning Fan shook his head, suppressed the thoughts at the bottom of his heart, and looked up at the Black Qi Giant in front of him.

"Speak, what exactly are you, and why have you dragged me here?"

He had initially thought this was just an illusionary realm.

However, after spending several days here, he realized the reality was different from what he had imagined.

If it were only an illusion, it shouldn’t feel so real.

Whether it was Shuang’er or Xu Yourong, they could not possibly appear in such a realistic condition without real experiences.

Therefore, there was only one possibility.

This Black Qi Giant had probed his memories.

This was completely unexpected.

With his spiritual power, there should be no being capable of glimpsing into his memories.

By what means had this Man in the Black Mist managed to forcefully break through the defenses of his memory?

"You... are very powerful. Become my flesh," the low voice echoed, as the Man in the Black Mist slowly spoke.

"Become your flesh?" Ning Fan frowned, "You haven’t yet told me what you really are."

"I am the most powerful entity within the Kunlun Realm, the one who has truly comprehended the ultimate truths. By relying on me, you will become transcendental."

"Become my flesh, and you too can enjoy this privilege. Transcend with me and become a supreme existence!"

"I... am eternal!"

Ning Fan’s lips twitched. A lot of babble had been thrown out, but clear explanation of what it was was doomed.

After a long moment, he shook his head.

"Enough, since you’re unwilling to tell me, then I shall fight until you do."

Since the flow of time here was clearly different from the outside world, Ning Fan was not worried about any issues cropping up.

Hearing this, the Man in the Black Mist’s mood clearly fluctuated twice, exuding a vicious sentiment.

"Ignorant mortal, you cannot comprehend the kind of power I possess, nor do you know what you have just refused."

"Since you are unwilling to become my flesh, then I must simply shatter your spirit and forcibly occupy your body!"

As his words fell, the Man in the Black Mist suddenly raised his hand, and a robust force burst forth from his palm, turning into a surge of black Qi that rushed towards Ning Fan.

The torrential Black Qi, like a dragon, roared down from mid-air, twisting the air where it passed.

Feeling the powerful force coming from the Black Qi, Ning Fan’s eyes suddenly filled with a grave expression.

He had thought that the Man in the Black Mist was only posturing, but the power of this strike had already surpassed Foundation Establishment Peak.

From the momentum, it was even nearing the Pseudo-Dan Realm!

"It seems you’re no ordinary item."

Ning Fan put away his contempt, spiritual power surged within his body, gathering in his right palm to form a Spiritual Sword Ray.

Swoosh!

The sword ray, like a strip of silk, slashed toward the Black Qi, carrying a powerful force that collided fiercely.

Boom!

A deafening roar exploded, and an invisible shockwave suddenly spread out in all directions.

The violent energy recklessly surged, blowing apart the surrounding dark clouds.

The Man in the Black Mist, observing the scene below, was engulfed in astonishment.

"Why can you block my attack? Your strength is clearly so weak!"

Ning Fan ignored him, his expression changing unpredictably as spiritual power within him surged wildly.

In the instant of the exchange, he sensed something amiss.

The Black Qi would penetrate his body along with spiritual power, influencing his emotions.

As the Black Qi entered his body, Ning Fan could clearly feel the emergence of violent, bloodthirsty, and murderous desires in his mind.

That was not a condition he should be experiencing now.

"What exactly are you..."

Ning Fan lifted his head, his gaze burning as he stared at the Man in the Black Mist.

After that bout, he had already made an estimate of the Man in the Black Mist’s strength.

It surpassed Foundation Establishment Peak, but not quite reaching the Pseudo-Dan Realm.

Moreover, the Man’s power was strange; countless auras overlapped together, as if multiple people had united to launch an attack against him.

Seemingly feeling Ning Fan’s fighting spirit, the mood of the Man in the Black Mist grew increasingly irate.

"Ignorant ant, a mere mortal daring to provoke me! Today I shall completely shatter your soul, so you will know what true pain is!"

With that, the surging Black Qi burst from his body, forming several ghostly apparitions around him, each emitting sharp screams.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The ghostly apparitions charged out at a stunning speed, their screeching seemingly piercing through the eardrums.

As the apparitions closed in, Ning Fan was able to see their true faces clearly.

Each ghostly figure was covered in numerous faces, each bearing the look of pain, resentment, and anger.

"Could it be... this is a collection of grudges?"

Upon seeing the ghostly figures, Ning Fan posited this guess in his heart.

Without waiting to ponder further, the ghosts had already reached him.