177: Chapter 177 Shot on the Body!

"Boring trick."

Su Mo secretly chuckled, completely ignoring the soft, fair jade hand on his shoulder and the warm breath by his ear, continuing to step forward.

Seeing that Su Mo had no intention of turning around or answering, the blood-red sea of flowers immediately boiled.

An invisible ripple swept over Su Mo's body, and the scene before his eyes suddenly twisted and changed.

The boundless sea of blood-colored flowers vanished, replaced by a familiar scene.

Su Mo paused, his brows slightly raised.

Xiao Shan Sect?

"Moer! Save me!"

Bai Xiaohua's painful cry came from behind him.

"Hmph! How dare you kill a Cultivator of my Blood Prison Sacred Land? You shall repay with the lives of your entire family!"

A cold, arrogant voice rang out from behind, and even the aura was identical to that of the Blood-Robed Cultivators from before.

"Pfft—"

"No! Xiaohua!"

The sound of spitting blood and Su Daqiang's heart-wrenching wail rang out simultaneously.

Su Mo even felt a warm, damp sensation splash onto his back.

He reached back and touched his back, then brought his fingers to his eyes.

His fingertips were indeed covered in bright red, viscous liquid, and it smelled no different from fresh blood.

Su Mo, however, frowned deeply, remembering the crimson sea of flowers all around him.

Red sea of flowers... red liquid... holy crap! Did it just shoot on me?!

How insulting!

Su Mo even wanted to turn around right now and, using their own methods against them, pee on it.

But after some thought, he suppressed the irritation in his heart and continued to step forward.

It's not time to play yet; he needed to wake Hua Rumeng first.

With one step, the incredibly real illusion immediately shattered.

Up to this point, Su Mo had only taken ten steps, yet he had already experienced two different environments.

And the latter illusion was even more realistic than the former!

This meant that the further he walked, the more realistic the illusions he encountered would likely become.

"A little interesting."

Su Mo's mouth curved.

He saw a familiar shadow in this place.

As another five steps fell, sure enough, the surrounding scenery changed again.

Su Mo only felt a darkness before his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was in a wedding room.

Facing the door, he glimpsed the red candles on the large red table beside him and the ' 囍' character pasted on the window.

At the same time, noisy human voices came from outside the wedding room, seemingly congratulations from guests, mixed with Tian Qiong's hearty laughter.

Everything seemed so beautiful, so natural, as if this was the wonderful moment he was meant to have.

"Su Mo, aren't you coming over to lift my veil?"

Tian Yue's voice carried an alluring coyness.

Su Mo scoffed dismissively, not speaking.

Instead, he walked straight to the door, about to push it open and leave.

Suddenly, a burly figure appeared at the doorway.

Creak!

"Brother-in-law, what's wrong? The bride is still waiting inside. Why are you leaving without even lifting her veil?"

The person who came was none other than Tian Zhan!

His face was flushed, as if he had drunk a lot of wine, and his eyes held a mixture of confusion and blame towards Su Mo.

"Come on, quickly lift the veil, and then we'll go drink some more. My father brought out all his treasured fine wines today!"

Tian Zhan reached out and grabbed Su Mo's shoulder, trying to make him turn around. The force was incredibly real, carrying an undeniable enthusiasm.

If it were an ordinary person, being blocked with such enthusiasm, it would be difficult to force their way through, both emotionally and rationally.

However, Su Mo felt the force on his shoulder, but merely gave Tian Zhan a faint, icy glance.

"Scram!"

He coldly spat out a single word, simultaneously shaking his shoulder slightly.

He directly pushed open the door and stepped out.

The moment he stepped out of the room, the wedding room behind him and Tian Zhan at the doorway all silently vanished.

The surroundings once again returned to the dead silent blood-colored sea of flowers.

The third illusion had already begun to show interaction, and it had a certain Mandatory (compulsory nature).

Another five steps taken.

"Daddy~ Hug me~"

Su Mo appeared without warning in a courtyard full of blooming flowers.

A small boy, about three or four years old, delicate as a jade carving, ran towards him, his small face beaming with a brilliant smile.

Su Mo looked closely.

The child's appearance was seventy percent similar to his, with the remaining thirty percent bearing Tian Yue's shadow.

"You're back? Quickly, carry Xiaobao over for dinner."

Tian Yue walked out from the house directly in front, a gentle and happy smile on her face.

She had gained a few points of mature charm, clearly having become a wife.

This illusion no longer had any temptation or terror, but rather extreme warmth and ordinary reality.

If it were an ordinary person, they might slowly fall into it, but... "Get lost!"

Su Mo cursed silently in his heart, kicking away the little boy who ran towards him.

"I'm still a kid myself!"

Pop!

The warm scene instantly shattered.

Then, every five steps Su Mo took, an illusion appeared, each becoming more realistic.

Husbands, wives, grandmothers, grandfathers... even the 'Old Wang Next Door', incompetent husbands, wives' sisters... every trick in the book was used, making Su Mo experience various roles and melodramatic plots.

Each scene in these illusions was terrifyingly real, with impeccable character expressions, linguistic details, and environmental atmosphere.

But there was always only one goal: to make Su Mo turn around or speak in response.

Perhaps due to multiple Reincarnations, Su Mo's Divine Soul far surpassed that of ordinary people, always remaining clear.

Damn it!

Even the Buddha would have to return to secular life, have a child, and then leave if he entered this place!

Finally, after Su Mo passed through hundreds of illusions, he arrived at Hua Rumeng's location.

He reached out and pressed on Hua Rumeng's lower abdomen, and the black, red, and blue armored exoskeleton immediately completely covered her body.

Su Mo smiled faintly; he finally found what that sense of closeness was.

His Divine Sense entered the armored exoskeleton, and a petite figure emitting a faint pink spiritual light appeared before his eyes.

This figure was in the shape of a baby, palm-sized, curled up, with eyes tightly closed, seemingly in a deep sleep.

Su Mo's Divine Sense transformed into a hand, stroking the baby's face. A sense of indescribable dependence came from his fingertips.

Perhaps sensing this gentle touch, the baby's light mass trembled slightly, and its tightly closed eyelids slowly opened.

In an instant, a wondrous feeling descended upon Su Mo.

His perspective shifted to that of the baby before him, without any discomfort, as if they were originally one.

That's right!

This baby was a wisp of Su Mo's Divine Soul from his previous life, separated to serve as the Artifact Spirit for the armored exoskeleton. It was originally a part of him.

As the Artifact Spirit awakened, the entire armored exoskeleton suddenly erupted with pink light, and a pink Texture (pattern) spread across it.

Not long after, an even more powerful aura emanated from the armored exoskeleton.

Spirit Treasure—complete!

Although the Artifact Spirit had awakened, Hua Rumeng did not, still sleeping peacefully.

Su Mo discovered that Hua Rumeng's consciousness was enveloped by a familiar feeling—that feeling was... a Heart Demon!