Chapter 691: Chapter 379 Chen Sheng Seems to Have Died_3

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The entire Illusionary World suddenly began to tremble.

The already faint colors quickly faded away.

Including Lie Yan,

The four Martial Gods immediately felt an invisible force seemingly pulling at their bodies.

Soon,

As the pulling force grew stronger,

their vision started to dim into darkness.

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Boom!

Boom!!

Booming sounds echoed at a rhythmic frequency.

Pain.

An excruciating headache.

Lie Yan, still face down on the ground, furrowed his brows before even opening his eyes.

The smell of blood.

A burnt scent.

A foul stench.

The intense mixture of odors continually assaulted Lie Yan’s senses,

helping his cloudy brain to gradually clear up and become aware of the sensations coming from all over his body.

However,

what he felt

were indeed two completely contrasting experiences.

The cold and hard ground.

The warm and moist liquid.

Accompanied by the loud booming noises with a clear rhythm near his ear.

What on earth has happened to the real world?

Are my comrades still all right?

“Ughhh—”

Anxious to know the situation,

Lie Yan forced himself through the dizziness in his head and propped himself up with his hands.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The world before him seemed to be shrouded in a layer of blood fog.

His face felt as if it was smeared with liquid.

Wiping his own cheek,

he only smeared the blood more chaotically.

“Forget it.”

Keen to understand the situation around him,

Lie Yan decided not to waste any more time.

The sound of sloshing water softly rang out.

He stood from the pool of accumulated blood, first looking to his side.

What caught his eyes,

were the scattered and broken remnants of hellhounds.

It was as if someone brutally tore their bodies to shreds, leaving nothing intact.

If it weren’t for the fact that some of the flesh still had fur attached,

he might not even have been able to tell whether these were the remains of hellhounds or humans.

Was this the result of Chen Sheng’s earlier battle?

According to what that Illusionary Master had said, there was a Galaxy Level Powerhouse working with this army of hellhounds in the real world.

Had Chen Sheng really not been instantly annihilated, but instead held on for a while?

It had to be said,

If these hellhounds were indeed slain by Chen Sheng during the battle with the Galaxy Level Powerhouse,

then the opponent truly possessed enough Strength to be their leader, and once again it proved the Spiritual Martial King’s judgement to be correct.

It’s just a pity…

that we fell into the enemy’s trap.

Otherwise, combining forces with Chen Sheng, we might have had a chance to escape from the enemy’s clutches.

Lie Yan only felt regret in his heart.

Nevertheless,

he knew that the current situation didn’t allow him to wallow in his feelings.

Chen Sheng’s death had already been sealed.

What he should do more was to concern himself with the people who survived.

With this thought,

Lie Yan’s gaze immediately searched the surroundings, trying to find his three comrades.

However,

the whereabouts of the other three Martial Gods were nowhere to be found.

Instead, he first encountered a strange figure.

It was a young man with ordinary features, truly unremarkable and easily forgotten.

Dressed in the Armor of Affiliation, he stared blankly into the distance.

Is that him?!

Lie Yan’s pupils constricted.

Although the face had changed,

the aura did not.

He immediately recognized that this was the former Illusionary Master.

Only,

why was the other party standing there motionless?

And what was he looking at that made him show such an expression?

Full of doubts,

Lie Yan followed the Illusionary Master’s gaze.

And then,

his own gaze,

also gradually became somewhat vacant.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The booming continued.

The place Lie Yan was looking at was the source of the booming sounds.

He saw a familiar figure.

Someone who, in his belief, should have been dead.

Chen Sheng.

The other stood atop a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, yet his body was not stained with a single drop of fresh blood.

His eyes were detached and frigid, in clear contrast to his previously amiable demeanor, making Lie Yan feel somewhat alienated.

And beneath Chen Sheng’s feet was a struggling human-like creature.

The creature was referred to as such, not a person,

due to its exceedingly distorted appearance.

The limbs were already gone.

The surface of the body was covered in indentations and cracks.

That skull was flattened like a squashed watermelon.

Boom! Boom!

While Lie Yan was observing,

Chen Sheng’s fists kept hammering down solidly on that deformed skull.

With each blow,

the skull came closer to falling apart.

If it were just that,

Lie Yan would not have reacted so strongly.

But the key was,

when he extended his senses towards the distance,

he could also sense the aura of the humanoid creature being stomped on under Chen Sheng’s feet.

That level of aura’s strength,

Lie Yan had seen many times while traveling with the Spiritual Martial King, leaving a deep impression on him.

That was unmistakably…

The aura of a Galaxy Level Powerhouse!!