Martial Soul: Be a Saint

Wu Hao suddenly realised that the spying ability that he had tried everything with, which was unstoppable and unstoppable, had lost its effect.    

    

Right, it had lost its effectiveness.    

    

You didn't see wrong, it really didn't work.    

    

When he tried to execute spying ability to see what was happening around him, he was shocked to discover that he had lost contact with the origin of Heavenly Fury.    

    

What was going on?    

    

Wu Hao could not understand no matter how much he thought about it. It was the first time he had encountered such a situation.    

    

In fact, he guessed that everything in front of him was an illusion, so he wanted to use spying ability to investigate.    

    

In the end, he found out that he was unable to use the spying ability, and the scene before his eyes was so clear, he did not dare to rashly take the risk.    

    

If it was real, wouldn't he be courting death if these ghosts invaded his body?    

    

Thinking about it, he remembered what happened to Gu Shiya, and his heart tensed up.    

    

Gu Shiya's sea of consciousness was being invaded by the Ancient Devil Soul. It felt extremely dangerous, and after a long time, the consequences would become unimaginable.    

    

Although he, Wu Hao, did not love her, he could not just sit by and watch as something happened to her.    

    

So...    

    

Thus, saving him was extremely urgent.    

    

But first, he had to think of a way out of this predicament.    

    

In the following period of time, he did everything he could think of to find out if the scene before him was an illusion or not.    

    

In the end, he was able to confirm it.    

    

Everything before him, including the thick fog, was an illusion created by his consciousness.    

    

In this way, although he could ignore all the attacks from the ancient deities' illusions, he once again encountered a difficult problem.    

    

That was, how to break through these illusions in front of him …    

    

After thinking about it, he still used the most stupid method and chose to bite the root of his tongue. In the end, the root of his tongue was in excruciating pain, but the illusion did not disappear.    

    

This tragedy caused Wu Hao's heart to break out in cold sweat.    

    

His forehead was instantly twisted into a row of words. He suddenly felt as if a flock of crows was flying over his head. He felt extremely embarrassed.    

    

"What's going on? What's going on? Why can't I even wake up from my stupor by biting on my tongue?" "Could it be …"    

    

Wu Hao's mind raced, and suddenly he seemed to remember something, and his pupils contracted.    

    

There were two common reasons for falling into the illusion.    

    

One, the mind is bewitched, the illusion is born from the heart, the mind is unable to extricate itself.    

    

Second, his body was poisoned with illusion, causing his consciousness to produce illusions.    

    

First, the best method was to wake the mind up. This method of biting the root of the tongue would allow one to wake up in a short period of time.    

    

However, the second method was out of question.    

    

Because of the poison in his body, his consciousness was stuck, unable to escape the illusions.    

    

Thinking that it was very possible that he was poisoned by hallucinatory poison, he immediately controlled his mind, opened his storage ring, took out a few antidote pills and swallowed them.    

    

However, he discovered that it didn't seem to have any effect.    

    

Just when he was in a predicament, a thought struck him. He waved his hand and the incomparably sharp Sickle of Chaos cut into his wrist.    

    

With his arteries cut open, purplish black blood instantly spurted out.    

    

Looking at the purplish black colored blood, Wu Hao was very sure that he had been poisoned by a hallucinatory type poison.    

    

As he was letting out his blood, he quickly took out a set of silver needles and performed his unique acupuncture therapy. Dozens of silver needles flew into the air and pierced all the acupoints in his body at the same time.