Chapter 2841 — The Incomprehensible Scene
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"None!" Feng Shihua shook his head. "These peerless martial arts and mental techniques from ancient times have no counter. You can only guard against them—they cannot be broken."
"Then what do we do?" Zhao Qilei cried out in alarm. "If some spirit beast turns up in a moment, won't the leader be in danger?"
"Exactly. That's why I intend to explain the details of this technique to all of you. Many hands make light work—let's all think it over together and see if there's any way to solve this!" Feng Shihua said.
"Then why didn't you say so earlier?" Zhao Qilei asked urgently.
"I was just about to when you cut me off!" Feng Shihua gave a bitter smile. "This technique is actually one that can influence another's mind. Zhang Naipao channels his body's true qi in a special manner and drives it into Brother Lin's head, putting Brother Lin into a state of madness. His soul—what we cultivators call the primordial spirit—is drawn by the true qi into an illusion, and the self is lost. Then, in his mind, beautiful memories of the past resurface—but the resurfaced memories become twisted! For example: suppose the few of us successfully pass the Xuandan Sect's trial. That ought to be a wonderful memory for us, wouldn't you say? Yet within the illusion, that memory warps. It might become us being killed, or killing one another, or being eaten by spirit beasts—in short, the memory is completely transformed, and it feels as though you are really there, driving a person insane..."
"Ah! So bizarre and sinister?" Li Ciba said in astonishment. "As expected of the demon sect—to think they have such a vicious move..."
"That is also why this technique is called the Hellish Yin-Demon Fist. One struck by the Hellish Yin-Demon Fist is as if plunged into hell, in agony beyond all escape," Feng Shihua said with a nod.
"Then... can we capture the leader and forcibly wake him?" Zhao Qilei asked.
"No. From what I know, one struck by the Hellish Yin-Demon Fist generally cannot be awakened by outsiders. There is only a very slim chance of waking him; in most cases it either does nothing at all, or, worse, drives the primordial spirit straight out of the body, scattering the soul to its doom. Theoretically, we can only wait for Brother Lin's primordial spirit to awaken on its own and destroy the illusion! The inner demon—we outsiders have no way at all, unless we are peak late Heaven-rank experts who also know the secret of sending the primordial spirit out of the body and can communicate with Brother Lin through it. Otherwise, a normal awakening is all but impossible..."
"This won't do, that won't do... what on earth are we supposed to do?" Zhao Qilei paced frantically in circles, yet could find no way out at all!
"Not bad—quite learned. My supreme skill, and you've got it about seven or eight parts right." Zhang Naipao suddenly clapped his hands and said in admiration. "You're right. Even I myself have no way to wake Wei Zhao! In fact, if it were possible, I truly wouldn't wish him dead! His life—I'd like to leave it to Brother Liang..."
In truth, there was one more thing Zhang Naipao did not say: that if Wei Zhao lived, it was also a kind of driving force for his own painstaking cultivation, and if Wei Zhao died, he did not know whether that force would remain. The Chrysanthemum Treasure Manual required hatred to cultivate—the more hatred in one's heart, the faster one's cultivation advanced; without it, cultivation did not go so smoothly.
Zhao Qilei glared at Zhang Naipao in fury, but did not believe his words, taking them for sarcasm. If he did not want Wei Zhao dead, why resort to such a lethal move?