PFC Chapter 314 The Illusory Flame Warrior
Chapter 314 The Illusory Flame Warrior
Chapter 314 The Illusory Flame Warrior
As Yanwu's laughter gradually subsided, Yun Muhan and Yanwu once again embarked on their journey to climb the Hongmeng Road.
Their steps were firm, each footstep carrying extraordinary power, as if every step was in step with the rhythm of victory.
Their figures stood firm and determined on the path to Hongmeng, knowing that every challenge was a necessary step towards their goal.
However, just as they continued forward, the surrounding lightning suddenly changed. Streaks of lightning intertwined in the air, transforming into a phantom figure.
This figure was exactly like Yan Wu, as if it were a mirror image of Yan Wu, yet it carried an unreal feeling. The eyes of this illusory being did not contain Yan Wu's flames, but instead flickered with the light of lightning.
Yun Muhan and Yan Wu both stopped in their tracks, watching the suddenly appearing illusory being warily. They knew that this might be another test on the Path of Primordial Chaos, or perhaps a new manifestation of the power of lightning.
Yanwu gripped his heavy sword tightly, ready to respond to any possible attack. His eyes revealed a hint of doubt, but more so, vigilance.
He knew that this illusory being might possess the same combat skills as him, or even be more powerful.
"What is this?" Yun Muhan stared warily at the illusory Yanwu, his gourd glowing faintly in his hand, ready to absorb or retaliate at any moment.
Yan Wu also stopped in his tracks, his eyes revealing surprise and wariness: "Could this be a new trick of lightning taking human form?"
Dugu Jianling asked in disbelief: How is this possible? Lightning materializing into human form—this shouldn't be happening on Hongmeng Road.
The illusory Yanwu stood there quietly, its eyes vacant, yet it seemed to be mimicking Yanwu's every move.
Yun Muhan and Yan Wu exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.
"Be careful, this is definitely a new test of the power of lightning," Yun Muhan warned in a low voice.
Yanwu nodded, his greatsword gripped tightly in his hand, ready to fight at any moment. "No matter what it is, we cannot back down."
Suddenly, the illusory Yanwu moved. Its movements were exactly the same as Yanwu's, even the strength and speed of its sword swings were identical.
This illusory being is not only a mirror image of Yanwu, but also a powerful opponent, completely replicating Yanwu's fighting style and techniques.
Yun Muhan and Yan Wu immediately launched a counterattack. They had to distinguish between illusion and reality while dealing with this new challenge.
This was an unprecedented battle, because they were facing not just one enemy, but an almost indistinguishable replica.
Yanwu's heavy sword collided with the illusory sword light of Yanwu in mid-air, producing a crisp metallic sound.
Each collision felt like a battle between reality and illusion. Yanwu had to rely on his senses and experience to distinguish between his opponent's real and fake, which was a huge test of his reaction and judgment.
Yun Muhan then used the power of the gourd to absorb the power of lightning, while simultaneously searching for the weakness of the illusory Flame Martial.
His gourd once again played a crucial role in this battle. It could not only absorb the power of lightning, but also interfere with the actions of the illusory Flame Warrior, creating opportunities for the Flame Warrior to fight.
Yun Muhan knew that although the illusory Flame Martial was formed from the power of lightning, it must have some kind of pattern or weakness.
He carefully observed the movements of the illusory Flame Warrior, searching for subtle differences between it and the real Flame Warrior. His eyes gleamed, and every action was full of strategy and planning.
Yan Wu and Yun Muhan stood back to back, their trust and tacit understanding fully demonstrated in this battle. They knew that only through close cooperation could they defeat this powerful opponent.
Their movements were perfectly coordinated; every attack and defense seemed meticulously planned. Their goal was to find the illusory fire weapon's weakness and deliver a fatal blow.
"These transformed lightning creatures seem to possess power comparable to that of the real Yanwu brothers," Yun Muhan observed during the battle, his voice tinged with seriousness.
Yanwu swung his sword with increased force, his eyes revealing determination: "No matter how powerful it is, we cannot let it block our path."
After a fierce battle, Yun Muhan and Yan Wu finally found the weakness of the illusory Yan Wu.
This battle tested their endurance, intelligence, and reflexes; every move was filled with tension and danger.
Whenever the illusory Flame Warrior imitates the Flame Warrior's movements, its body will briefly fluctuate, which is the momentary instability when it is formed from the power of lightning.
Yun Muhan keenly noticed this subtle flaw, and he knew it was the key to their victory.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yun Muhan acted swiftly. The gourd in his hand emitted a faint light, accurately aiming at the location of the illusory Flame Martial Core Lightning Orb.
The moment the illusory Flame Warrior's body fluctuated, Yun Muhan used the gourd to absorb the illusory Flame Warrior's core lightning ball.
This action required extremely high precision and timing, but Yun Muhan, with his rich experience and profound understanding of gourds, successfully completed the task.
As the core lightning orb was absorbed, the body of the illusory Flame Warrior began to become unstable, and its shape began to distort and flicker.
Finally, after a flash of lightning, the illusory Flame Warrior transformed into a bolt of lightning and vanished into the air, as if it had never existed.
Yan Wu looked at the spot where the illusory Yan Wu had vanished, a relaxed smile appearing on his face. He knew that this victory not only proved their strength but also deepened the trust and friendship between them.
Yun Muhan put away the gourd, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.
After the battle, Yanwu panted heavily, a hint of awe in his eyes: "The trials of the Primordial Path are becoming more and more peculiar."
Yun Muhan nodded. After absorbing the core of the illusory Flame Martial, his gourd shone even brighter. "These trials are not only a contest of strength, but also a test of our will and wisdom."
They knew in their hearts that the tests ahead would be even more severe, and every challenge could be a test of their limits.
Dugu Jianling: Be careful, Yanwu's illusion has appeared, you're next.
Upon hearing Dugu Jianling's words, Yun Muhan agreed, "Brother Yanwu, this lightning illusion was you, so I should be next. Are you confident?"
"Of course, no one can stop us from reaching the summit of the Primordial Path. The difficulties we see before us are just difficulties, and they cannot stop us."