Thousand Illusions Divine Sound

Old Man Dique was very likely unsure of the flame flying monkeys' abilities and, unwilling to take the risk himself, wanted Qin Sang to scout the way for him. Qin Sang had long anticipated Old Man Dique's intentions. Hearing this, he immediately pleaded hardship. "Senior may not know, but those flame flying monkeys possess Fiery Golden Eyes capable of seeing through evasion techniques. What's more, they can condense flames into staves, possess immense brute force, excel at close-quarters melee combat, have boundless strength, and can even execute combined attacks. If Junior charges into their midst, I fear that in no time at all, I will be pounded into minced meat." "Oh?" Old Man Dique looked over in surprise. "You have already tested them?" Qin Sang shook his head. "Junior encountered this kind of flying monkey during the trials and knows their abilities. However, the monkeys in the trial ground were far less powerful than these, which was the only reason Junior was fortunate enough to pass the trial." From the look of it, Old Man Dique truly had no knowledge of the flame flying monkeys' capabilities. The trials experienced by Core Formation stage and Foundation Establishment stage cultivators differed vastly. Old Man Dique gave Qin Sang a profound look and mused, "Since Brother Qin is already so familiar with them, all the better. It seems I made the right choice asking for your help. As for the flying monkeys' strength, you need not worry. This old man has his own arrangements and will not leave you to face them alone." This old bastard was plainly suspicious to a fault; he had probably believed only half of Qin Sang's words. Qin Sang cursed inwardly. Everything he had just said was true, but he had downplayed and glossed over their ability to merge together and have their strength skyrocket. Naturally, he had hoped Old Man Dique would be caught off guard and swarmed by the flying monkeys, giving Qin Sang a chance to slip away. Yet the old man did not fall for the bait at all. Seeing that even this failed to shake off his fate as a pathfinder, Qin Sang felt anxious beyond measure, yet he could only resign himself to accepting it, biding his time to find a way out. "May I ask what Senior requires Junior to do?" Before his words could fully fade, the light before Qin Sang's eyes suddenly dimmed, and Old Man Dique's finger jabbed toward the center of his brow like lightning. A jolt of alarm gripped Qin Sang's heart, but through sheer willpower, he suppressed the instinctual urge to dodge. He stood motionless where he was, allowing Old Man Dique's finger to tap the space between his brows while keeping his expression placid. A wisp of bizarre power slipped through his brow and entered his body. Just as Qin Sang secretly frowned, silently analyzing what sort of power this was— "Brother Qin's composure is quite remarkable!" Old Man Dique praised him, though whether in admiration or mockery was unclear. Then, his tone shifted as he explained to Qin Sang, "Concealed within this power is this old man's Thousand Illusions Divine Sound, which will now be completely under your control. After charging into the monkey swarm, whenever you encounter their attacks, you can use your spiritual sense to control the Thousand Illusions Divine Sound to defend yourself. Do not worry for your safety; this old man will support you from outside." Listening to Old Man Dique's words, Qin Sang discovered that the strange power had entered straight into his origin soul space, wrapping itself around his origin soul. Through his origin soul, Qin Sang could perceive a demonic murmur emanating from this power, capable of bewitching the mind. It was undoubtedly the Thousand Illusions Divine Sound the old ghost had mentioned. Since Old Man Dique had voluntarily relinquished the Thousand Illusions Divine Sound to Qin Sang, Qin Sang found that with just a thought, he could manipulate this power without any impediment. Qin Sang recalled when he first saw Old Man Dique attack the black hole with sound waves; evidently, this Thousand Illusions Divine Sound was an exceptionally rare sonic divine ability. Sonic divine abilities were extraordinarily mysterious and bound to possess many bizarre properties. However, Qin Sang was merely a user who knew how to operate it without understanding its inner workings. The only thing he could do was treat the Thousand Illusions Divine Sound as a weapon, wielding the sonic waves to fend off the flying monkeys' attacks. At the same time, Qin Sang noticed that a strand of the Thousand Illusions Divine Sound clung tightly to his origin soul, carrying a subtle warning. The moment he showed any sign of rebellion, Old Man Dique needed only a single thought for this strand of sound to turn into blades and slash his origin soul to pieces. This brought Qin Sang a quiet sigh of relief. A stroke of luck amid misfortune—the hidden trap Old Man Dique had planted was not aimed at his physical body, and the methods Qin Sang feared least were those threatening his origin soul. If given an opportunity to escape, he certainly would not wait around for death. For now, however, it was best to obey meekly. Fortunately, the old ghost wasn't sending him straight to his doom. After all, if Qin Sang were easily slaughtered by the monkeys, the old man wouldn't be able to test anything useful either. "Brother Qin, have you familiarized yourself with this old man's Thousand Illusions Divine Sound?" Old Man Dique stood casually to the side, seemingly unguarded as he gazed toward the center of the lava lake. Qin Sang, however, entertained no thoughts of using the Thousand Illusions Divine Sound to strike back at the old ghost. It was merely lent to him; its true master was still the old man himself. "Junior is already familiar with it." With Old Man Dique having completely relinquished control, Qin Sang easily took hold of the Thousand Illusions Divine Sound's power. He tested it briefly and found it simple enough to drive—all he had to do was shape the sound waves into various weapons, whether for attack or defense. "However, those flying monkeys possess formidable strength. Even if Senior were to venture in personally, it would take considerable effort. I fear that before Junior can even reach the Red Gold Vine, the Thousand Illusions Divine Sound will be exhausted." Old Man Dique glanced at Qin Sang and said flatly, "You only need to do your best to hold out for a while longer. This old man has his own arrangements." Qin Sang had no idea what scheme the old ghost was concocting. Coerced by Old Man Dique's intimidating gaze, he had no choice but to obey and walk toward the lava lake. The shore of the lava lake was not wide. Qin Sang descended the stone steps, and before he had walked very far, the flame flying monkeys near the edge noticed him. At that moment, Qin Sang channeled the Thousand Illusions Divine Sound into a barrier to conceal his figure, but it still could not fool the flame flying monkeys' Fiery Golden Eyes. *Screeech...* With two piercing screeches, the lava lake erupted into chaos. In an instant, the surrounding flame flying monkeys were all alerted, and the commotion spread inward at an astonishing speed. Before Qin Sang, a dark-red wall instantly formed, packed densely with flame flying monkeys glaring at him with savage malice and shrieking shrilly. Sure enough, an unknown restriction was binding them. Qin Sang prayed in his heart that this restriction might also block him. Then, channeling the Thousand Illusions Divine Sound with all his might to shield his body, he gritted his teeth and dashed into the swarm like lightning. No obstruction whatsoever—the restriction was useless against him! Old Man Dique watched this thoughtfully. Once Qin Sang charged into the monkey swarm, he abruptly sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes, seemingly sensing something. *Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...* Only an endless sea of fire remained in Qin Sang's vision. Amid shrill shrieks, the hideous flying monkeys pounced ferociously toward him. The flames were also dark red, radiating astonishing heat. Had the Thousand Illusions Divine Sound not been shielding his body, Qin Sang suspected he wouldn't even be able to endure the scorching blaze for long, let alone do battle with the flying monkeys. *Swish! Swish!* Countless staff shadows came crashing down. Having fought flame flying monkeys before, Qin Sang was already exceptionally familiar with them. Before the shadows could land, he struck first. With a stir of his mind, ripples of mysterious sound waves emanated from his body like water ripples, converging frantically the moment they left his form.