Bonus 3 Part 2

One of them stepped into the thick fog and was immediately surrounded, unable to find their companions and falling into their own terrifying thoughts.

Xuan Ji crouched down to avoid Flying Head's attack, but was grazed by its wriggling intestines. He grabbed hold of one, feeling its realistic texture and warmth, and was overwhelmed.

A cluster of white flames shot up his palm, and Flying Head's head was engulfed in a burst of white light like fireworks, almost setting Sheng Lingyuan's hair on fire.

Someone else had his feathers plucked but he was the one who ended up being burned. Sheng Lingyuan, being cautious, avoided his erratic movements and moved to stand behind Xuan Ji.

"Alright, alright," he said.

Xuan Ji caught his amused tone and responded, "I'm not deaf yet!" Sheng

Lingyuan regretted not noticing Xuan Ji's 'little tail' after being connected with him for twenty years. He thought to himself with some regret, 'If only I had told him more 'interesting' stories when he was young.'

However, a few minutes later, Sheng Lingyuan changed his mind.

The emperor was admiring the world-famous horror scenes up close in a highly realistic setting. He was amazed by the creativity of future generations: the little girl crawling backwards up the stairs, the old man with a 'hollow' back, the big girl missing a chin, and the tall, silly man in a black suit with a white face...

This isn't him being modest, he really can't come up with such content!

Especially that tall and foolish one, with no facial features, a thin white head poking out from under his black clothes, looking strange and ethereal in the thick fog, like a plump mushroom.

Before Sheng Lingyuan could even get a good look, Xuan Ji was already dragging him along in a wild run.

Sheng Lingyuan asked, "Wait, why are you running?"

Xuan Ji replied, "That's the skinny ghost! Whoever touches him will die, don't look!"

The emperor was confused, "Why?"

"Whoever touches him will die - that's just how it's set up, how would I know?"

Under the Nightmare formation, the southern section of the amusement park seemed to have expanded countless times, with countless forks and mazes appearing. This was the usual tactic of the nightmare formation - isolate each person and then trap them one by one.

Back then, the Nightmare formation was not like the empty shell it is now.

It had a formation leader, with killing intent everywhere, and the eye of the formation constantly changing. If one accidentally got licked on the neck by the 'tongue' in the formation, they would most likely be done for.

As for this empty shell formation, the formation itself is 'dead'.

In fact, as soon as Sheng Lingyuan stepped into the formation, he knew what was going on.

There was also an 'unexpected gain', so he held back and didn't say anything.

He was dragged by Xuan Ji into the formation, running around like a headless fly. It may have had the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, as even his slightly sore lower back felt much better.

Xuan Ji angrily smashed a mirror with ghostly shadows running around in it, and caught a glimpse of the smile in the corner of Sheng Lingyuan's eye.

"Are you sick? Are you done yet, still pretending!"

If it weren't for people being trapped inside, he would have burned this ruin down with a flame.

Sheng Lingyuan was a bastard. When he was only ten years old, he countered the formation master under the eyes of the Nightmare clan's experts. Later, he became so proficient that he could create illusions based on the Nightmare formations.

It would only take him a few minutes to solve this, but he preferred to be lazy and have fun.

Sheng Lingyuan curled his hand and asked with a smirk, "Why aren't you calling me brother now?"

Xuan Ji: "..."

Sheng Lingyuan laughed and pushed him forward.

Xuan Ji felt like he was stepping on air and fell from the 'clouds'. As the light and shadows swirled around him, the thick fog dissipated, and he instinctively spread his wings.

When he landed on the ground, he found himself at a construction site - the accident site where the Nightmare formation was accidentally dug up.

"Alright, we're here, aren't we?" Sheng Lingyuan casually patter his wings. "I have nothing important to do anyway."

Xuan Ji's hair was still standing on end, and he had intended to say something, but he was startled by Sheng Lingyuan's touch and forgot his words.

"Wait a minute, I think this place seems familiar..." Xuan Ji sniffed out a familiar scent and struggled to remember for a while. "The formation eye? Did these unlucky guys dig up the formation eye?"

The original master of the Nightmare formation was the leader of the Nightmare beast clan.

Sheng Lingyuan and Aluojin, who came to rescue, worked together to cut down the last formation eye, and the body was nailed in the middle of the last formation eye.

So Xuan Ji flicked his finger and a coin appeared - the material of the coin came from the Heavenly Demon sword that had melted in the Chiyuan years ago. Although he had already regained his true form, after spending three thousand years in the Heavenly Demon sword, the cold iron seemed to have become a part of him and he could still control it at will.

As soon as the coin was released, it immediately rolled in one direction - the eye of the demon formation was cut by the Heavenly Demon sword, and the iron still remembered it.

"Well," Sheng Lingyuan sighed, "they really know how to pick a place. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a big commotion."

The eye of the formation was like the eye of a typhoon, calm and peaceful. All the endless ghosts disappeared, leaving only the sound of their footsteps.

As soon as he approached the area, Xuan Ji's scalp began to tingle for some unknown reason. It was different from the shallow fear brought by those horror movies.

There was something on the quiet construction site that made him shiver to the bone.

"I remember the chief of the Nightmare Clan's body was also here," Xuan Ji asked, "Did they burn him afterwards?"

"No, after the Nightmare beast died, it turned into a stone that couldn't be burned by ordinary fire. At that time, you were in the sword, Dan Li was stationed in the south, and we didn't have any fire that could burn the body. Anyway, he was already dead, so we buried him on the spot. Don't you remember?"

Sheng Lingyuan paused for a moment, then remembered something else. "Ah... I remember now."

Sheng Lingyuan was less than twenty years old when he had to fight the leader of the Nightmare formation for three days.

Besides his own strong will, he also had a Heavenly Demon sword that could share his consciousness.

No matter how deep the fear or how great the inner demons, they belong to one person. Once there are other consciousnesses together to face them, it becomes easier for people to break free from their own perspectives and escape from their shackles.

This is why the Nightmare formation separates everyone.

The only dangerous part is when approaching the formation leader.

The Nightmare beasts themselves have no fighting power, and once someone gets close, it's a dead end for them. Deadly traps would be set up to prevent their enemies from approaching.

That's why they were once devoured by the madness of the Nightmare formation near the formation's eye.

The enchanting mist can even penetrate the sea of consciousness.

Sheng Lingyuan held the Heavenly Demon Sword in his hand, but neither he nor nor the sword spirit could feel each other's presence. Both did not know what the other had seen here.

If it weren't for Aluojin's arrival and his use of the witchcraft of the witch clan to transmit sound outside the formation, they might not have been able to escape.

The Heavenly Demon Sword broke free from his grasp for the first time, controlled by its spirit, and stabbed the formation master five feet away, piercing him through.

But once it broke through the formation, the sword spirit seemed to disappear without a trace, leaving no sound or sign.

This frightened Sheng Lingyuan so much that he immediately headed south to find Dan Li.

It took him three whole days to wake up from his fear-induced stupor.

When he finally regained consciousness, he couldn't quite remember what had happened in the formation.

Sheng Lingyuan asked, "What did you see back then?"