In everyone's impression, this Golden Spirit King had been swaggering around the Illusory Land for so many years. The number of times his Spiritual Incarnation had been damaged was at least several dozen, if not a hundred.
Yet, not long after being damaged, this fellow would always pop up again, his Spiritual Incarnation not only not weakened but even more powerful and formidable than before.
What was even more baffling was that this fellow's Spiritual Incarnation had been utterly annihilated—turned to dust and smoke—three separate times by experts.
And then, not long after, he would reappear once more.
His Spiritual Incarnation would not only be fully restored but also more powerful and formidable than before.
This was truly unbelievable.
Everyone also couldn't fathom what kind of existence this Golden Spirit King was, how he could be so miraculous.
Could it be he possessed some great fortune, a fortune that allowed his spirit to be endlessly reborn?
Unclear.
Since no one knew the Golden Spirit King's true identity, no one knew what kind of existence he was.
"Looks quite lively today, eh? Quite a few familiar faces have come," said the Golden Spirit King. His Spiritual Incarnation was that of a golden-armored giant. At this moment, he stood in the Illusory Land with his arms crossed, his arrogant expression like that of a heavenly deity, looking down from on high at the over one hundred Spiritual Incarnations gathered around the illusion.
"Little fellow, haven't seen you appear in the Illusory Land for a while. Many have been saying your Spiritual Incarnation was annihilated again—turned to dust and smoke. Is it true?" A Spiritual Incarnation that looked like an Evil Dragon let out a mocking voice.
If it were anyone else, given the Golden Spirit King's temperament, he would have long since taken action to teach this person a lesson for openly mocking him. However, facing this Evil Dragon-like Spiritual Incarnation, the Golden Spirit King did not act. He had fought this Evil Dragon before, and not just once. He knew full well the Evil Dragon's strength; he was no match for it.
Of course.
This didn't mean the Golden Spirit King feared it. Far from it. He didn't even put the Evil Dragon in his eyes, saying disdainfully, "So what if this King's Spiritual Incarnation was turned to dust and smoke?
Isn't this King still standing here, alive and kicking?
Which of you lot has this King's capability?"
"Heh, so it really did happen," the Evil Dragon Incarnation remarked with a sigh. "I am curious, which Fellow Daoist was it this time who turned your Spiritual Incarnation to dust and smoke?"
The Golden Spirit King pointed at the Evil Dragon Incarnation and roared angrily, "You old thing!
Don't think just because this King can't deal with you now, you can act recklessly in front of this King! Let me tell you, it won't be long before this King turns your Spiritual Incarnation to dust and smoke too!"
"Is that so?
Then I shall truly await that day's arrival."
"Hmph!" The Golden Spirit King snorted coldly and ignored the Evil Dragon.
"Are you that Golden Spirit King?"
At this moment, a Spiritual Incarnation stepped forward. It was a young girl.
That's right.
A young girl.
A petite and delicate girl with two ponytails, wearing a colorful dress. Her appearance looked utterly innocent and naive.
Among the over one hundred Spiritual Incarnations present, each looked fierce and menacing—either Evil Dragons or fierce tigers, demons or ghosts, either sacred golden-armored giants like war gods or evil giants like demon gods.
This petite, delicate, and innocent-looking young girl standing among such a group of fierce and menacing Spiritual Incarnations appeared particularly out of place, especially standing before a golden-armored giant like the Golden Spirit King, who was like a great sun. She seemed as tiny and insignificant as a mosquito.
No one knew who this girl was.
Many were even seeing her for the first time.
At the very least.
In the Old Witch's memory, since the Illusory Land appeared in the current era over ten thousand years ago, she had never seen a Spiritual Incarnation like this girl here. This was the first time.
"It is indeed this King!" the Golden Spirit King declared, staring down at the girl before him who was like a mosquito, his tone dismissive. "What business do you have with this King?"
"Nothing much. I just heard you're very impressive. It seems even if your Spiritual Incarnation is turned to dust and smoke, you can recover fully in a very short time, and even become stronger than before?"
"So what if it is?" the Golden Spirit King said. "Do you want to witness this King's might?"
"I..." the girl smiled, "do indeed have that thought."
"Oh?" The Golden Spirit King's angry eyes fixed on the girl. "Since you wish to witness this King's might, then this King shall oblige you!"
Before his words had fully faded, the Golden Spirit King raised his hand and swatted at her. This swat carried formidable force.
However.
By the time his hand swept through the air, the girl's Spiritual Incarnation had already vanished without a trace.
When she reappeared, she was already far to the right of the Golden Spirit King.
The girl smiled gently. "Why so impatient? Although I want to witness your might, I didn't say I wanted to see it now. How about after the illusion emerges, you let me witness it then?"
"No need to wait for any illusion! This King will satisfy you right now!"
The Golden Spirit King was about to attack again but suddenly froze.
Everyone felt curious and followed the Golden Spirit King's gaze. They discovered his attention wasn't on the girl, but on a man standing beside her.
This man wore White Robes, his long hair loosely draped. His features were ordinary, so ordinary that if you closed your eyes, you might forget him. Moreover, this man not only lacked any imposing aura, but his spirit also seemed quite weak.
Spiritual Incarnations came in all sorts of strange forms. Those taking Human form weren't many, but they weren't few either.
As for spiritual presence, most people would conceal it.
That wasn't particularly strange.
What was truly strange was that this White-Robed man's Spiritual Incarnation was clearly weak and frail, yet he dared to appear openly in the Illusory Land.
This couldn't help but make one wonder.
Was there really someone so unafraid of death?
Or was this man, like the Golden Spirit King, possessed of some miraculous fortune that allowed his Spiritual Incarnation to be restored even if destroyed?
"You look very familiar!"
The Golden Spirit King glared fiercely at the White-Robed man, his emotions seeming very agitated.
This made the people gathered around the illusion even more puzzled. Did the Golden Spirit King know this man?
"Was it you who turned this King to dust and smoke last time?!"
The Golden Spirit King took a step forward, looming over the White-Robed man.
His words caused some surprise among those present.
Not having seen the Golden Spirit King for a long time, many had suspected his Spiritual Incarnation had been turned to dust and smoke again by some great power. And just now, after the Evil Dragon's inquiry, although the Golden Spirit King hadn't directly confirmed it, everyone could tell it was likely true.
Now, seeing the Golden Spirit King interrogate the White-Robed man, everyone's curiosity was piqued. Could it be that the one who turned the Golden Spirit King to dust and smoke last time was this fellow?
That didn't seem possible!
This fellow's Spiritual Incarnation was so weak and frail. How could he possibly be capable of turning the Golden Spirit King's Spiritual Incarnation to dust and smoke?