Eternal Life: My Talents Can Refresh

"Come forward, and I will teach you the true Refining God Technique."

𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Heart Demon backlash?" Chu Ning’s expression shifted slightly upon hearing this.

Taking a tentative step forward, he then halted, his gaze shifting as he suddenly called out:

"Xiaobai!"

There was no response, no motion, no answer.

The old man with black clothes and white hair looked puzzled.

"What are you shouting?"

Chu Ning sneered coldly.

"You are nothing but an illusion!"

With that, Chu Ning raised his hand, sending a spell toward the figure.

As Chu Ning raised his hand, the old man in black clothes and white hair vanished abruptly.

In the next moment, the hall returned to silence.

At this moment, Chu Ning closed his eyes, then opened them again, turning his head to look around.

Then his gaze fell on Ling Xiaobai, who was watching him curiously.

Only then did he breathe a gentle sigh of relief.

"Xiaobai, did you feel anything strange just now?"

Chu Ning asked Ling Xiaobai.

The little fellow nodded, then used telepathy to communicate with Chu Ning.

"Just now, a fluctuation of restriction appeared above this great hall, forming a layer of restriction.

At the same time, a dark light enveloped you.

Squeak, I thought of saving you, but I didn’t dare to approach the dark light at all.

Then, I heard you making all sorts of strange calls..."

Chu Ning listened calmly, yet felt a subtle chill down his spine, explaining to Ling Xiaobai:

"When I was enveloped by that dark light, I fell into some kind of illusion. If it weren’t for you, I might have been lost in that illusion."

"Because of me?" Ling Xiaobai tilted his head, looking somewhat puzzled.

Chu Ning recalled the previous scenes and said:

"In that illusion, it could transform into various people and scenes I have encountered in past and present lives.

But, curiously, despite you being the one I’ve interacted with most, you never appeared."

Saying this, Chu Ning’s gaze fell on Ling Xiaobai, a trace of a different emotion flashing through his eyes.

"The illusion probably couldn’t transform into you, which is why I finally noticed the anomaly."

Ling Xiaobai looked at Chu Ning, not fully understanding.

Chu Ning did not continue to explain to Ling Xiaobai. What happened in the illusion was not convenient to discuss, even with Ling Xiaobai.

However, the old man’s transformation was so realistic that Chu Ning almost believed he had returned to reality.

If he hadn’t seen Ling Xiaobai’s figure in the end, Chu Ning might not have doubted.

After all, at that time, the scene he was in was this great hall, and he could use both magical power and divine sense.

Secretly thanking the narrow escape, Chu Ning became more curious about Ling Xiaobai’s origins.

To think that even his past life, from which he had transmigrated, could be transformed in that illusion.

Yet, Ling Xiaobai couldn’t be transformed.

But this wasn’t Chu Ning’s first time witnessing Ling Xiaobai’s peculiarities, so he wasn’t entirely surprised.

Without giving it much thought, he began to examine the stone hall again, and indeed, saw a door-shaped restriction not far away.

Judging by the power of the restriction’s fluctuations, it was evidently not weak.

"Xiaobai, save your divine techniques just in case, I’ll try this restriction first."

Saying this, Chu Ning began to use his divine sense to perceive the restriction.

"Hmm?"

As soon as he used his divine sense, Chu Ning felt something different.

"My divine sense seems to have strengthened quite a bit, not in terms of range expansion, but..."

Chu Ning carefully sensed.

At present, his divine sense could not extend beyond the hall, so he couldn’t detect any expansion in range.

However, he felt as if his divine sense was somewhat sharper than before.

Chu Ning’s mind stirred, and he examined the spiritual sense liquid within his Mud Ball Palace’s sea of consciousness.