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And he was quite self-aware, naturally even more aware of his weaknesses, and he also discovered that this illusion did not attack immediately, still in a defensive state, obviously not clear about its mission.

In other words, this illusion did not know that the two of them were enemies from the start.

Since that's the case, it was simple. He took out the Ma Yinxue puppet he had commissioned the Chao Tian Sect Alchemist Xing Dou to create, faced the illusion with sincere sweet talk, inviting it to try together with him.

Sure enough.

His illusion, after hesitating, still accepted his invitation.

As expected.

At that time, he sighed lightly. No matter when, it was difficult for him to refuse Ma Yinxue. If... if Ma Yinxue had not betrayed him back then, perhaps they could have lived happily now.

After that, things became simple.

While his illusion was still enjoying itself, he launched a surprise attack, severely injuring it and gaining the upper hand.

However, considering his illusion's overall strength far surpassed his own, capable of transforming into a dragon, even under the condition of a surprise attack and serious injury, the fight lasted half an hour before he barely achieved victory.

It could be foreseen.

If he had not planned as he did, if he had not fortuitously commissioned Xing Dou to create a Ma Yinxue puppet, perhaps today he would have indeed died at this checkpoint. He failed the first level because of Ma Yinxue, but succeeded in the Fifth Level also because of Ma Yinxue.

Whether it was a blessing or a curse, he could no longer tell.

All he knew was that he needed to return to Xing Dou to commission a new Ma Yinxue puppet; the current one was tainted, and he did not want it anymore.

Of course, these matters he couldn't speak out loud, if it was only Brother Qiu it would be fine, he had already lost face in front of Brother Qiu, and Brother Qiu knew what kind of person he was, none of this mattered.

But...

Here were many youngsters and even the new Secret Realm host of the Chao Tian Sect, he naturally couldn't reveal the disgraceful battle process.

After just a light cough.

Unintentionally glancing at the Bai Family's genius and others, and that Secret Realm host, with one hand behind his Holy Queen, though covered in scars, his back was extremely straight, his voice weak but carrying a strong oppressive force, he chuckled lightly.

"Who dares not admit defeat? Who dares claim invincibility?"

"Every strong opponent has their fatal flaw, strike casually, naturally it is vulnerable."

"If not for the overly beautiful scenery in this level, it wouldn't have delayed this long."

"Uh..."

The Secret Realm host spoke with some confusion: "This level is a small space formed by void, there is no scenery."

"..."

Fat Long expressionlessly turned his head to the Secret Realm host: "In the culture of the Human Race, scenery does not have to be physical landscapes; often artistic conception far exceeds tangible objects. Your understanding of the Human Race's culture is still too little, making you appear somewhat uneducated."

"Oh."

The Secret Realm host nodded seriously, admitting his limited understanding of the cultural conception and tangible culture of the Human Race, indeed not much. He also intended to go and learn more.

The Artifact Spirit Clan, although about to form a tribe, basically had no culture of their own; all culture was currently absorbed, and naturally, the target was the Human Race.

Not because the Human Race's culture is so standard...

But because over the years they could only come into contact with the Human Race, subconsciously starting to subtly accept the Human Race's culture.

"All right."

Chen Qiu saw Fat Long's uncharacteristic posture and had already guessed the situation very accurately, but he did not expose anything, only turning his head to the Secret Realm host: "You may proceed to the Fifth Level."

"Alrighty."

The Secret Realm host nodded, merely trembling slightly in his arm, then the corridor that was stagnant in viscous liquid suddenly started to vibrate violently, subsequently accelerating rapidly, and soon came out of this flesh ball through another entrance.

The surroundings were once again filled with blinding bright light, with speed increasing rapidly, shooting forward.

...

"Senior."

The Secret Realm host approached Chen Qiu, face full of a fawning smile, reporting: "There is still about a thousand breaths of time to the next level, from this level onwards, you can choose to leave the Secret Realm at any time."

"You only need to have cleared four levels."

"But senior..."

"Don't worry." Chen Qiu shook his head slightly: "Before I obtain the Spiritual Treasure that can strip the fortune of a race, I will not voluntarily leave the Secret Realm."

Upon hearing these words, the host hurriedly expressed his gratitude with a bow, then seemed to think of something, hesitating slightly: "Senior, there's something I don't know if I should ask, I've always wanted to know, what's senior's strength level?"

"You don't know?" Fat Long said with a peculiar expression, looking the host up and down: "You didn't know what strength Brother Qiu had, yet you said you couldn't match Brother Qiu before the Secret Realm officially started?"

"I am not sure."

The host shook his head seriously: "I'm really not clear on the senior's specific strength; his paper strength is easy to see, Fourth Layer of the Body Integration Realm, but the feeling senior gives me is more terrifying than cultivators in the mid-phase of Tribulation."

"Artifact Spirits have a strong sensitivity to crisis."

"Since the Secret Realm opened all these years, welcoming so many batches of challengers, the senior is the second most terrifying I've felt..."