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Chapter 21 Battle Breakthrough

The so-called spiritual realm is actually just a small gathering place for pseudo-humans on the way to the Chaos Territory.

Liang Junjie collapsed to the ground, and six figures gradually appeared around him. The teleportation light disappeared, and no one else entered.

"Listen up~ If you want to get out, you all need to hold on for a day~ or cultivate to the early stage of Qi Refining. As for Xiao Liang~ of course, it's the middle stage of Qi Refining~"

Huo Chuyu's voice sounded broken, sending chills down the spines of everyone who heard it.

Meanwhile, outside, Cai Guoquan hesitated, unsure if clicking would lead to unforeseen consequences, as no one had been chatting in the group for nearly five minutes.

"Does clicking this button really allow me to go to that so-called secret realm?"

Ultimately, curiosity prevailed over reason, and his finger tapped the phone screen. However, a pleasant female voice echoed in his mind: "Dear~ Please confirm within one minute next time~"

Cai Guoquan's body trembled. This strange event, which directly affected his mind, caused his worldview to collapse, even though it was already almost completely shattered.

Beside the spiritual realm, Liang Junjie looked worriedly at the creatures surrounding him and the other five.

"Brother Jie, what kind of creature is this?" Liu Chengxi asked, pointing to a fake humanoid figure outside.

"The fake humans are similar to the fake humans we usually know. They are creatures that like to disguise themselves as humans, blend into the crowd, and then go on a killing spree."

This wasn't Liang Junjie's answer, but rather Yu Xueji's, who was tending to her wounds.

"Should we run away now or continue cultivating here? I think this protective shield won't last much longer." Zhong Fanjun stood up from his cultivation of the "Diu Jiu Ni" technique and came to the side of the protective shield.

After listening to their conversation, Liang Junjie looked at his forehead with a headache. There was a very conspicuous red exclamation mark on his forehead. This was the administrator privilege he was granted when the spiritual energy secret realm protective shield was activated.

The exclamation mark indicates that he must make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise they will be doomed once the protective shield disappears.

"You all gather about ten meters behind me, I'm going to use my magic weapon." After Liang Junjie finished speaking, he patted Yu Xueji, signaling her to follow the group.

At this moment, there was no time for hesitation. Yu Xueji followed the other four to a distance of ten meters behind Liang Junjie.

It was noticed that after everyone had gone some distance, Liang Junjie wore the spiritual imprint on his earlobe.

Mental energy began to surge, forming an invisible hand that pressed down on the pseudo-humans outside.

Those pseudo-humans whose cultivation was merely at the Qi Refining stage clutched their heads, their expressions turning extremely painful.

"Not bad~ Xiao Liang, I've prepared a reward for you upon completion of the level. Be sure to complete the task I've given you~"

Huo Chuyu's voice still sounded broken.

Liang Junjie frowned. He was certain that the voice was coming from Huo Chuyu.

"This is the third time I've entered a world teeming with fake humans... Could it be that Master has been interfered with by the laws of this fake human world?"

Liang Junjie quickly dismissed the idea.

Just as Liang Junjie was lost in thought, Yu Xueji shouted from behind, "Watch out!"

Liang Junjie snapped back to his senses, activated his spiritual seal with all his might, and conjured another spiritual hand, slapping it down.

A distorted, invisible dummy, almost within arm's reach, was pinned to the ground by Liang Junjie, who kept covering its ears.

A flying sword was inserted into the fake man's body; it was something Huo Chuyu had forcibly given him before they entered the secret realm.

After the flying sword pierced the fake man, its blade glowed faintly. The fake man's body quickly withered and turned into grayish-white dust. A wisp of pure spiritual energy dissipated from it, merging into the surroundings.

However, there were simply too many fake figures around, causing the protective shield's light barrier to dim further, and fine cracks began to appear at its edges.

Liang Junjie gasped for breath, cold sweat beading on his forehead. The mental seal was more draining than he had anticipated; after activating it at full power twice in a row, his sea of ​​consciousness was already feeling a stinging pain.

The number of fake figures around them continued to increase. They seemed to be stimulated by the death of their companions. Cracks appeared on their originally blurry and distorted faces, and they emitted silent shrieks.

"The shield can only last for another twenty minutes at most." Yu Xueji had appeared beside him at some point, her voice calm.

She held in her hand an ordinary fine steel short sword that Huo Chuyu had given her, the tip of the sword trembling slightly.

"I know." Liang Junjie gritted his teeth and once again used his mental power to sweep away the three fake figures that were trying to approach, but this time the effect was obviously weaker. The fake figures just swayed and then slowly approached again.

It made his temples throb.

"Change the player," Yu Xueji said.

Liang Junjie turned to look at her. Yu Xueji's face was expressionless, but her eyes were focused as she watched the movement of the fake figures.

"You taught me how to use my mental powers to sense things. I've tried a few times and can vaguely feel their 'outlines.' Give me that imprint, and you focus on healing. You must recover some of your combat strength before the protective shield breaks."

There was no time to hesitate. Liang Junjie ripped the spiritual imprint off his earlobe and shoved it into Yu Xueji's hand.

"Place it between your eyebrows, concentrate your mind and extend it outwards, imagine it as... tentacles or a net. Don't resist it, focus on distraction. Remember to give it back to me." He finished speaking quickly, immediately sat down cross-legged on the spot, and began to circulate the "Starfire Technique".

Yu Xueji's fingertips were slightly cool as she grasped the warm, smooth jade seal. Without hesitation, she pressed it against her earlobe.

In an instant, countless fragmented and noisy "sounds" flooded into my mind—the chaotic thoughts emanating from the fake man, filled with greed and emptiness.

She groaned softly, her face paling slightly, but she quickly steadied her breathing, focused her attention as Liang Junjie had instructed, and slowly pushed it out.

An invisible ripple of mental energy spread out from her. Its effect was far less powerful than Liang Junjie's mental hand; it was more like a disturbing gust of wind. The few pseudo-humans at the forefront noticeably hesitated, spinning in place, seemingly trying to orient themselves.

"It works!" Zhong Fanjun exclaimed softly, and he and the others gripped their weapons tightly—all standard short weapons that Huo Chuyu had casually given them before entering the secret realm.

Yu Xueji remained silent, focusing all her attention on controlling that unfamiliar power.

She soon discovered that she couldn't spread her mental energy evenly; she had to aim it precisely at a specific spot on the dummy's head, like pricking it with a needle, for the best effect.

She began to try, failing the first few times, but on the fifth attempt, the mental thorn successfully pierced a fake man.

The fake human suddenly clutched its head, letting out a short, sharp scream. Ripples spread across its body, and its movements froze completely. Liu Chengxi seized the opportunity, rushing forward and plunging his sword into its chest. Another surge of spiritual energy dissipated.

Yu Xueji's forehead was beaded with sweat, but her eyes brightened. She had found a way.

Cracks spread across the protective shield like a spiderweb, accompanied by a constant, soft cracking sound. Time ticked by.

Liang Junjie closed his eyes and concentrated, fully absorbing the spiritual energy in the air that had become increasingly abundant due to the death of the fake man. His Starfire Technique circulated efficiently, and the nearly depleted spiritual energy in his dantian slowly began to regenerate and gather. The fatigue was subsiding, but he was still far from fully recovered.

"Left!" Chen Zhidong shouted.

An exceptionally tall pseudo-human broke through Yu Xueji's mental interference, lunged at the edge of the protective shield, and frantically pounded the light barrier with its twisted limbs. The cracks widened instantly.

Yu Xueji's pupils contracted, and she concentrated all her mental energy into one, slamming it hard into the back of the fake man's head.

The fake man froze.

At that very moment—

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the entire pale gold protective shield turned into countless points of light, disappearing without a trace.

A cold, decaying wind swept over us. Dozens of fake humans roared with excitement as they surged in from all directions.

Yu Xueji staggered back a step, the dizziness from the exhaustion of her mental energy causing her vision to go black.

Liang Junjie suddenly opened his eyes, a spark seemingly flashing in them. He stood up, grabbed the flying sword hovering in the air, and stood in front of Yu Xueji.

"Stay close to me!" he shouted, his flying sword sweeping across, a crimson sword light flashing past, slicing the three pseudo-humans at the front in half, and spiritual energy exploding outwards.

Without the protective shield, the real battle begins.

The spiritual energy in the air was more concentrated than ever before.

Yu Xueji shook her head, forcing herself to stay alert, gripped her short sword tightly again, and stood behind Liang Junjie.