Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road novel Chapter 839

Chapter 839: How Illusion Formation Work

[Demon Realm, Cave of Destruction]

Xiong Zi Yong positioned himself next to her, observing the torturous scene orchestrated by Shenlian Yingyue and her partners with a cold, unwavering gaze.

"A’Yang, I’m planning to create an illusionary fantasy formation to ensnare them in a timeless prison. There are three Heavenly Formation Masters among them. Their skills are remarkably high; if they attempt to dismantle any formation I design, it won’t be long before they succeed. However, I have an idea," she stated, her finger indicating three individuals within the twenty captured. While he listened intently, she leaned closer to him, whispering her plan in his ear.

"So, this is your brilliant idea, my beloved wife? Fear not; your husband shall assist you. I promise that these individuals shall face the consequences of their actions," Jun Mu Yang teased, playfully pinching her cheeks before stealing a kiss from her lips. He then cupped her face, showering her with tender kisses, from her delicate eyebrows to her lovely nose, beautiful eyes, and charming lips.

The others drew nearer to the couple, with Xiong Zi Yong among them. Surrounding them with a spiritual barrier to isolate the scene from the outside world, they focused intently on her strategy.

"I need to trap them in this formation for five years. To ensure the prisoners remain unaware that they are imprisoned, we must be clever," she stated, a layer of intrigue enveloping her expression.

"You’ve kept my master captive for two years. Now, I want you to experience the anguish he endured. Whether you make it out alive depends entirely on your own capabilities. I will not be held accountable for any demonic entities that may pay you a visit out of boredom," she said, crouching beside them and letting her chilling words send shivers down their spines.

"Wretch! You deceived us! You promised that if we provided valuable treasures and confessed our sins, you would set us free!"

"You deceitful harpy! You’re a terrible liar!"

"When did I ever promise your release?" Shenlian Yingyue questioned calmly, her composure contrasting sharply with their frantic, desperate reactions, which only intensified their feelings of shame.

Despite their relentless curses, she remained unfazed, watching them with a patient gaze as they hurled their insults.

An hour passed, and they found themselves hoarse, their throats raw from shouting and screaming. They glanced at her; she was still there, unyielding and attentive to their vitriol.

They had believed themselves superior, able to crush any weaker beings beneath their feet. Yet today, they were brought low, and even before their tormentors, they felt like worthless beings sharing the same air. This woman and her companions seemed ethereal, as if they descended from a higher realm, imbued with nobility, grace, and an air of calm that eluded them.

Though younger, she possessed a steadiness of spirit far beyond their own; it felt as though their words had no effect on her. Lowering their heads in defeat, they struggled with feelings of shame, regret, pain, and anger.

"Your bald heads suit you splendidly," she said with a smirk, a simple remark that unleashed a torrent of rage, causing some to choke on their own blood and lose consciousness.

Xiao Yum and the others erupted into laughter.

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