<h4>Chapter 1886 Sandy sky</h4>


    While watching the demonic god pirs around Song Shuhang insert themselves into the ground, the ck Scarlet Heaven Sword couldn’t help but ask, “Is this pile driving?”


    It kept on getting the feeling that Song Shuhang would build a foundation using the demonic god pirs at any moment now, and then erect a high-rise on top.


    True Monarch White Crane said regretfully, “What a pity. Once little friend Shuhang’s illusory reality ends, these 99 demonic god pirs are going to disappear as well.”


    They symbolize the 99 times that Song Shuhang was hung to death. It’s truly a pity that they’re going to disappear in such a way. Soft Feather asked, “Senior Song, has your inner demon appeared yet?”


    “I… I don’t seem to feel any inner demoning.” Song Shuhang’s main body slowly opened its eyes. At this time, his body was still maintaining the stance of standing and holding the shield with both of his hands.


    It was a pity; if he could have condensed an inner demon clone this time, it would have been pretty good. He could have even used it as an ingredient to make some (Inner Demon Sashimi). “I think that there’s something wrong with little friend Shuhang’s will.” Immortal Master Copper Trigram looked at the demonic god pirs and the Song Shuhang in the illusion who had been burned to cinders again and again. “For a normal person, there is no way that they wouldn’t be able to acquire an inner demon after experiencing death 99 times.”


    “Actually, after dying for the 10th time, you won’t feel much of it anymore,” Song Shuhang said. “If you keep on dying, you’ll eventually get used to it.”


    Moreover, an illusion was an illusion; there was still a difference between it and reality.


    When he had been in the schrly faction’s world of the golden lotus, he had not died as many times as this time, but the fear he had felt back then was iparable to the fear he felt from the illusion.


    “…” Venerable Yellow Mountain.


    He stretched out his hand, cast a magical technique, and then patted Song Shuhang lightly.


    Song Shuhang asked, “What’s wrong, Senior Yellow Mountain?” “It’s nothing, just live well,” Venerable Yellow Mountain said gently.


    Song Shuhang wore a confused expression on his face.


    “The demonic god pirs.” Senior White’s clone, who had been silent, suddenly pointed to the 99 demonic god pirs that were around Song Shuhang. “Shuhang, try to sense the state of those demonic god pirs.”


    Song Shuhang looked down at the demonic god pirs around him, and saw the little Shuhangs hanging on them.


    Senior White’s clone said, “Try using Soft Feather’s (Inner Demon Clone Technique) on these demonic god pirs.”


    Soft Feather’s eyes lit up. “Could these demonic god pirs be Senior Song’s inner demons?”


    “But I don’t feel like I’ve produced any inner demons,” said Song Shuhang.


    Nevertheless, he still epted Senior White’s suggestion, and began using the (Inner Demon Clone Technique) on the 99 demonic god pirs.


    If these 99 demonic god pirs really are inner demons, then their pir-like shape is very suitable for slicing…


    As Song Shuhang operated the technique, the demonic god pirs began to react.


    Beside him, Fairy Dongfang Six thought for a moment, and then said, “Could it be that the demonic god pirs, which belong to a demonic-type cultivation technique, match the (Inner Demon Clone Technique) researched by Soft Feather?”


    Soft Feather also asked curiously, “Senior White, what’s going on?”


    Senior White’s clone replied, “It was just my intuition.”


    The fellow daoists from the Nine Provinces Number One Group nodded their heads in praise. This was a very reliable exnation.


    After all, Senior White’s intuition was especially reliable. “It seems like it really worked.” Song Shuhang opened his eyes. He reached out, grabbing a small bottle from his pocket. Then, he poured out several medicinal pills from it, swallowing them all in one go.


    These pills were for replenishing spiritual and mental energy.


    After taking the medicinal pills, Song Shuhang felt his fatigue being swept away.


    “Come, my pir-like inner demons!” Song Shuhang waved his hands vigorously.


    The 99 demonic god pirs resonated with his call.


    The first demonic god pir-i.e. the one from when Song Shuhang and Soft Feather met each other-was the first to experience a change. It went from illusory to real, and its state approached that of an inner demon clone.


    Next, the remaining 98 demonic god pirs followed suit.


    Their power created a ‘shadow’ around Song Shuhang


    The members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group quickly backed away.


    Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword asked, “Is he reallyying a foundation?”


    The 99 demonic god pirs sank into Song Shuhang’s shadow, exactly like how the ck-skinned Soft Feather did. However, they did notpletely sink in, leaving a small tip outside of the shadow.


    With the 99 demonic god pirs as the base, ayer of pitch-ck material covered the entirety of Song Shuhang’s shadow.


    A perfect foundation formed around Song Shuhang


    Venerable Yellow Mountain couldn’t help but speak out in surprise. “The prototype of an illusory reality?”


    He himself was also at this stage.


    After ascending to the Venerable Realm, he had begun to create his own illusory reality. He nned on using a thriving illusory city as the framework.


    At present, he had only condensed the floor of a nk room, simr to what Song Shuhang currently had.


    Aplete illusory reality took a considerable amount of time to form. He still needed to dig out the deepest memories in his heart to fill the nk floor andplete the construction of his illusory reality.


    Senior White’s clone took a step forward, stretching out his hand to touch Song Shuhang’s demonic god pir.


    When his fingers touched the demonic god pir, a scream sounded from it. Afterward, a projection of Song Shuhang’s kind face emerged from the pir, floating left and right around the pir like a balloon.


    <b>aro</b>


    Song Shuhang couldn’t help but say, “Eh? Isn’t this the manifested state of the Indestructible Lord’s demonic will?”


    It was the same state that the demonic heads were in.


    “That’s right.” Senior White’s clone nodded. “The state of your demonic god pirs is slightly different from that of inner demons. It is more simr to those demonic heads.”


    Song Shuhang fell into thought. After a while, he raised his head and looked at the space above Heavenly Field Ind. He knew that there was a ‘forbidden zone’ hidden there.


    Could it be the work of that senior in the forbidden zone? He had vaguely sensed that senior’s aura before.


    Or perhaps the power of the Indestructible Lord’s demonic will was dragged into the demonic god pirs while he was fighting the demonic heads and dying to them again and again… While he was thinking, he suddenly saw a scene from the Schrly Sage’s eye in his left eye socket.


    There was a magnificent horse in the sky.


    It stood on one leg like a golden rooster, and spread out its front legs like a white crane.


    The horse stomped down with one hoof, and a series of screams followed from underneath its hoof. Those screams were the sounds of the Indestructible Lord’s demonic and resentful will.


    The horse snorted and disappeared. Senior White’s clone said, “Since you already have a foundation, why don’t you try constructing an illusory reality?”


    “An illusory reality?” Song Shuhang said. “But I haven’t reached the Venerable Realm yet.”


    “With the power of these 99 demonic god pirs, you can give it a try. Is there a world you want to build?” asked Senior White’s clone.


    Song Shuhang thought for a while. “Senior White, how did your illusory realitye about?”


    He had remembered Senior White’s desert.


    And as soon as he thought of it… In the shadows around him, waves of yellow sand emerged.