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He couldn’t be mistaken!

Although he wasn’t a Magician, he obviously could still feel the rapid decline of the surrounding Spiritual Energy, and it wasn’t just in one place. As they moved their battle site, the Spiritual Energy in that area plummeted quickly.

Spiritual Energy is extremely difficult to control.

If a Magician could control it, they would essentially be invincible, because if a Magician could extract the Spiritual Energy from an area, the higher-tier life forms there wouldn’t even be able to move normally.

Moreover, if one could control Spiritual Energy, this world would be completely dominated by the strong; the winners take all, and the weak wouldn’t stand a chance.

Fortunately, heaven is merciful—such critical matters remain uncontrollable.

But this time it seemed different...

Yes, it was different!

The Emperor could clearly feel the surrounding Spiritual Energy being artificially manipulated and rapidly depleting, falling to levels where anyone not of King Level could barely breathe. Only by constantly changing locations could they sustain their physical exertion.

"What in the world is this..." the Emperor said with a solemn expression, avoiding as best as he could, yet his body remained ready for a desperate struggle!

"She probably can’t control Spiritual Energy directly..." King Xiang murmured lowly, "rather, in a certain area, she can rapidly drain the Spiritual Energy from that portion."

"How is that possible?" the Emperor was taken aback.

Spiritual Energy is mixed among the Elements, neither controllable nor easily separable.

To extract just the Spiritual Energy from a specific area, one would have to extract an amount of Elements a thousand times greater.

This means, to drain the Spiritual Energy from an area, you’d have to drain a volume of air a thousand times greater than the quantity of Spiritual Energy.

What kind of lung capacity would that require?

"Though it seems unbelievable, it’s very likely the case," King Xiang, as a veteran Ghost King who had climbed from the lowest ghost ranks, encountering countless Evil Spirits with bizarre abilities, had long developed an adept sense of analyzing strange powers on the spot.

Even though the ability to absorb Spiritual Energy sounded unbelievable, having climbed up from a lowly ghost, he had grown accustomed to facing all sorts of incredible abilities.

"Her breaths are very long, I noticed them just now; almost exaggeratedly more so than the Kraken Rocs of the Dragon Palace, and though her breaths seem slow, the volume she inhales is not small.

It seems she can control the Spiritual Energy to converge around her, then rapidly absorb it to channel what is nearly King-Level strength now! "

"Is that so?" the Emperor paused but, full of resolve, quickly agreed with King Xiang’s analysis.

Now, dwelling on the inconceivable had no significance. Being drawn into this fabricated world must have a reason; anything that defies normal logic in this world is plausible.

This one breath could draw in the surrounding Spiritual Power, which would be impossible in the normal world, but here, it’s not out of the question.

The Emperor felt that this world... seemed to be one with this woman, and as time passed, this feeling intensified.

It seemed that if they delayed just a bit longer, this woman could completely control everything about this world, manifesting all sorts of unimaginable effects.

Like... draining the world’s Spiritual Energy, leaving oneself completely immobile.

This cleared up all doubts.

Why had the opponent started with such a slow pace?

Why, despite having great advantages several times, had she opted for stability over killing him...

Why did her growing strengths not lead her to clash fiercely with him, but rather slowly and cunningly?

It must be for this reason!

As long as time continued to drag on, this fabricated world would gradually be completely controlled by the opponent, and even his existence within this world would be at her mercy.

If he were in her place, he too would act this way; with such a secret technique, why risk direct confrontation when time itself could secure victory?

"Such a capability is too shameless, isn’t it?" the Emperor couldn’t help but speak.

"Ha..." Shenyue suddenly laughed. When she used to be an otaku gamer, many people had complained about this skill online. She never imagined that today she would hear these words from the mouth of a native. It was indeed nostalgic.

"Surrender?" Shenyue asked seriously, "If you are willing to sign a contract and serve me, you can enjoy longevity and become fully one of us!"

Upon hearing this, the Emperor laughed, "The Black Empress said the same to me, Senior. Do you truly dare to sign a contract with me?"

"I will not give you that loophole," Shenyue smiled, "Once you sign the contract, you won’t have a chance to rebel."

"Is that so?" the Emperor inhaled deeply, taking advantage of the surrounding spiritual energy while it lasted, he felt the longer he could keep it the better.

"I am unwilling!"

"Why?" Shenyue frowned, "It’s a pity for someone like you to die here."

"If I die, there will be others more formidable than me, no matter how tight your plans, no matter how many years you spend, the Human Race... will never serve forever!"

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"Reimagination?" the Empress, looking toward the High Priest in the distance, frowned, "What is that?"

"A secret technique beyond your imagination," the High Priest said with a cold laugh, "A very fearsome Art. Even the Ancient Demon Clan, undefeated by Buddha, has not included this technique in their heritage. It’s based on Buddha’s concept of ’a flower represents a world, a leaf represents Bodhi,’ an entirely self-constructed world.

Once pulled into that world, no one has ever come out alive! "

"No one has ever come out alive?" the Empress narrowed her eyes, "That exaggerated?"

Beside her, the Sparrow Bee frowned, "Indeed, that’s the case... It turns out... it’s Reimagination."

"Is it as he says?" the Empress turned to Sparrow Bee.

"Yes..." Sparrow Bee nodded, even someone as proud as him acknowledged the underhanded nature of this secret technique.

"The capability of Reimagination is best avoided before activation. If unavoidable, it’s almost certain doom, especially when equal-level masters confront each other, there’s hardly any chance of victory."

"Why?"

"This ability can pull you into his world. In that world, all the universal rules prioritize him, including spiritual power. Moreover, as time passes, the surrounding world will increasingly obey him. The enemy doesn’t need to do anything; as long as they can extend the time long enough, they can directly use the world’s rules to annihilate you! "

"That sounds... indeed like a despicable secret technique..." the Empress frowned, then asked doubtfully, "Is there no way to escape? Or a way to internally sabotage it?"

"None!" Sparrow Bee said with a bitter smile, "This thing is essentially a fake world, not existing in reality; those outside cannot find it at all. That’s the most underhanded part—being able to pull people in and harm real persons, yet those on the outside can never find the place because it is fake. Sounds paradoxical, doesn’t it? But that’s how ridiculous it is! "

The Empress: "....."

"The only way to break it is to kill the creator of that world," Sparrow Bee said solemnly, "But that’s even harder."

"Why?"

"A person whose level is much higher than the caster doesn’t need to pull someone in; as long as he enters his own secret technique, no matter how capable people outside are, they can’t find him.

Meanwhile, anyone he pulls in is someone he’s confident about dealing with.

That’s why it’s tough to kill Buddha, and thus the rumor that no one can walk out of Reimagination continues. "

Hearing this, the Empress’s frown deepened, she looked at Sparrow Bee and then at the Elder, before she unexpectedly shook her head and said, "That’s not right..."