172: Chapter 172 The First Strike!

One must know, this place was the very core of the entire Star Remains Hall!

It was also the most core Forbidden Ground of the entire Xinghai Realm!

Outside, there were countless Formations guarding it, and layers upon layers of Restrictions sealing it off.

Most importantly, there were nine Domain Realm existences here!

In such a place, even a Peak Domain Realm existence would not dare to run here and act wantonly!

Unless—they were tired of living!

However, right now, someone had quietly broken in. How could they not be shocked?!

"Who is it? Get out here!"

One of the Vice Hall Masters stood up abruptly. The aura around his body surged wildly, and his Late Stage Domain Realm pressure, like something tangible, swept through the entire hall!

The other Elders also entered a combat state, ready to strike at any moment!

However—the next second, everyone was stunned.

Because they suddenly felt a sense of trance.

That trance came inexplicably, without any warning.

It felt like only an instant, yet also as if a long time had passed.

However, when they regained their senses—everything before their eyes had changed!

"This... what is this place?!"

"How... how could it be like this? Who is playing tricks?"

When everyone saw what was before them, they were all dumbfounded!

Because before them, it was no longer that magnificent hall, but a street.

An ordinary street, filled with the atmosphere of mortal life.

On both sides of the street were various small shops, selling vegetables, meat, fruits...

On the street, there were pedestrians, vendors, the sounds of haggling, and the laughter and play of children...

Everything was so real. Terrifyingly real!

"An illusion!" "This is an illusion, it must be an illusion!"

A Vice Hall Master's expression changed drastically as he frantically mobilized the power of Law within his body, wanting to break free.

However—he discovered with horror that the power within his body had vanished!

That power of Law he had spent countless years Cultivating, enough to destroy the heavens and earth, that terrifying cultivation that allowed him to stand at the Peak of the Star Domain—all of it had disappeared!

As if it had never existed!

"My power! Where is my power?!" He wanted to scream, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all!

The others also discovered the same problem. Their power was all gone!

At this moment, they were like ordinary people, standing on a strange street, at a loss for what to do!

"This... this is impossible!" "We are Domain Realm! Existences standing at the Peak! How could we... how could we be pulled into an illusion?!"

Just then—an Elder seemed to have discovered something incredible and looked in one direction with a terrified face.

"Hall... Hall Master?"

The others, after noticing the anomaly, also looked in the direction of the Elder's gaze. Then, they all saw it.

They saw the Hall Master of their Star Remains Hall—Daoist Xinghai.

The strongest in the Xinghai Realm, a Peak Domain Realm existence—was currently standing behind a watermelon stand.

Yes, a watermelon stand. A crude watermelon stand made of wooden boards, with over a dozen green, large watermelons displayed on it!

And their Hall Master was currently wearing a faded undershirt, a tattered straw hat on his head, holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand, fanning himself lazily.

That appearance was exactly that of... a melon farmer.

"Pfft..." At this moment, any fear or shock was completely forgotten by the Elders of the Star Remains Hall.

In their eyes, only the Hall Master in the guise of an old farmer remained.

If not for the fact that they couldn't control their own bodies right now, they probably would have burst out laughing. This was absolutely a social death moment for their Hall Master that could never be erased...

Of course, their situation right now was no better than their Hall Master's! Because they discovered that their own identities had also changed.

All of them were wearing floral shorts and flip-flops, and inexplicably, they had various different items in their hands.

Some had turned into grandpas buying vegetables, some into uncles selling meat, and some into street punks with yellow hair... The identities were one more outrageous than the next.

"What... what the hell is this situation?!" An Elder broke down.

They were Domain Realm powerhouses! Existences high above, looking down on all living beings! How did they suddenly become like this?

And at this moment, the most devastated one was naturally Daoist Xinghai.

He stood behind the watermelon stand, completely dazed. He could think. He could feel. He could feel fear. But he couldn't control his own body!

His hand was still lazily fanning himself. His mouth was still mechanically shouting: "Selling melons... selling melons... big and sweet watermelons..."

He wanted to stop, wanted to roar, wanted to tear this damned illusion to shreds—but he couldn't!

His body seemed to no longer belong to him! He was like a person trapped inside a puppet, only able to watch himself perform those ridiculous and funny actions!

"Who is it... who the hell is it..." He roared crazily in his heart. "If you have the guts, come out! Fight me fair and square!"

However, no one responded to him. Especially when he saw the Elders of the Star Remains Hall around him. Although their situations were the same as his, he could clearly feel the irrepressible amusement in their eyes.

This scene made Daoist Xinghai's face turn green.

Just then—"Beep—!" A crisp horn sound suddenly came from the corner of the street.

Everyone instinctively looked in the direction of the sound. Then, they saw it.

A... vehicle? That thing, they had never seen before. Two wheels, a seat, handlebars, and it could move on its own.

On the vehicle sat a person. A middle-aged man wearing a floral shirt, big sunglasses, and a toothpick in his mouth.

He rode that strange vehicle, slowly driving over here. His posture, his aura, that... slacker appearance—at a glance, one could tell he wasn't a good person...

The man rode the vehicle and stopped directly in front of the watermelon stand. After getting off the vehicle, the man took off his sunglasses, then grinned at Daoist Xinghai and said.

"Boss." His voice was hoarse, carrying a cynical tone. "How do you sell these melons?"

At this moment, Daoist Xinghai's mouth moved involuntarily, and the words that came out were extremely smooth.

"Two dollars a catty, big and sweet!"

The man laughed upon hearing this. He walked to the watermelon stand, picked up a watermelon, weighed it in his hand, and tapped it against his ear. "Thump, thump, thump."

Then, he put down the melon, looked at Daoist Xinghai, and asked with a smile, "Boss, let me ask you a question." "This melon of yours—" "Is it ripe?"

As the words fell, the entire street instantly became deathly silent. It was as if this sentence possessed the infinite power to suppress everything!

And those "onlookers," at this moment, all widened their eyes, forgetting even to breathe.

Daoist Xinghai's pupils contracted violently! However, before he could make any reaction, a blade had already appeared in his eyes.

Fast! Extremely fast! It was so fast that his Mental Energy as a Peak Domain Realm existence could not even see the trajectory!

He wanted to escape! He wanted to resist! He wanted to— "Boom—!"

His consciousness seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand! Then— "Pfft!" With a dull thud! That watermelon knife had already been thrust fiercely into his body!

Daoist Xinghai lowered his head abruptly. Looking at the watermelon knife plunged into his chest, his eyes were filled with disbelief...