Chapter 34 Ten Suns in the Sky, the Witch Tribe’s Hou Yi!

Ling Chen could almost imagine how, after watching the memory images contained in the Golden Crow essence blood, Xiao Yueying’s impression of the Demon Emperor Dijun and the Demon Race Heavenly Court would become incomparably glorious and magnificent.

If, at this very moment, Xiao Yueying were to learn that in that era, there existed a powerful force that dared to contend with the Demon Race Heavenly Court, and a ruthless figure who dared to kill nine sons of the Demon Emperor Dijun in a row…

One can imagine what a shock it would cause in her heart!

Even just in terms of story alone—The tale of Hou Yi shooting down the suns is far more exciting than the scenes of the Nine Dragons pulling a coffin or the Demon Emperor Dijun commanding all the demons.

Especially after knowing in advance just how noble and transcendent the identity of the Golden Crow Crown Prince was—this kind of naked slaughter would only appear more impactful and shocking!

Since he already had a clear plan, it was time to start executing it.

“System, raise the spiritual energy concentration of the secret realm space to 100 times that of the outside world!”

Ling Chen waved his hand boldly.

The B-grade secret realm space—about the size of Blackstone City—was instantly filled with an incredibly dense spiritual aura. Such a level of spiritual energy was almost comparable to that of a minor spirit realm.

Even without any treasures, this was enough to make the major sacred grounds fight each other to the death. Likewise, Ling Chen had paid a great price for it—fifty thousand Shock Points evaporated in an instant.

“Create dry earth, ancient rocks, wild grass, trees, swamps…”

Without hesitation, Ling Chen listed various elements of the natural world. Very soon, a world full of vitality took shape with his words. This “vitality” was relative to the previously gray and murky chaos. Compared to the outside world, however, this place still appeared extremely desolate and empty.

Ling Chen looked around, very satisfied with his creation. As far as a secret realm goes, the current scenery was more or less acceptable. Only two things were missing: treasures and a story!

And for a secret realm, these two were also the most important. Previously, in the first level of the Golden Crow Secret Realm, Ling Chen had told Xiao Yueying a story in the form of the Golden Crow Sixth Prince’s memory fragment.

This time, he planned to use the same trick again—but instead of using a memory fragment, he would directly create a scene of “Hou Yi shooting down the suns.” However, this time he would use an illusion array.

“System, create a Divine Soul Illusion-Killing Array—capable of pulling intruders into an illusion while scanning their divine soul. If it detects a Wu Clan soul, eliminate it on the spot.”

Ling Chen spoke while simultaneously visualizing the structure of the Soul Illusion Killing Formation in his mind.

This particular formation didn’t rely on external objects like formation flags—it was entirely dependent on the terrain, giving it the appearance of a naturally-formed grand array, as if crafted by the hands of the gods themselves.

As a result, anyone entering the second level of the secret realm would automatically fall into the Soul Illusion Killing Formation. Within the illusion, they would witness the terrifying scene of “Hou Yi shooting down the suns.”

Compared to simply viewing fragmented memories, this immersive experience was clearly far more shocking. And since no one entering would possess the soul of the Wu Tribe, there would naturally be no danger of their soul being annihilated.

The reason for going to such lengths to create a Soul Illusion Killing Formation instead of a simple illusion array was to make the experience feel more real. If there were no sense of danger at all, it would inevitably feel “fake.”

Once the formation was complete, the next step was to construct the environmental content—a task Ling Chen was most skilled at. Very soon, he envisioned an incredibly grand scene in his mind.

On the vast and boundless primordial land, ten three-legged Golden Crows, each thousands of meters tall, soared through the sky. Their scarlet-golden wings blotted out the sun, and each feather resembled a divine mountain piercing the heavens, inspiring awe and reverence at just a single glance.