683 Another Identity?
âYou bunch of filth!â
The boorish man tried to spit at the crowd, but he could not. Instead, he was slapped by Madman Senior.
âWatch your mouth. Donât you know who the person in front of you is? We donât care who you are. If you dare to be disrespectful to us again, it wonât be just a slap.â
At this moment, the boorish manâs mouth suddenly tilted, and he laughed sinisterly.
It was as if his entire body was possessed by something. Finally, he let out a heavy cough and looked at everyone. âIâm the Immortal Venerable. You all have to listen to me. Otherwise, youâll die!â
Hearing such arrogant words, everyone except Jiang Ming scoffed.
It was not that they did not know about the Immortal Venerable, but why would he appear in such a place?
At this moment, colorful snakes appeared on the boorish manâs body. Everyone was shocked and retreated one after another.
The snakes hissed, and their bodies were surrounded by colorful spiritual energy.
Zhu Asi recognized it at a glance and said in surprise, âThese snakes seem to be the snakes beside the Immortal Venerable. Could this person really be the Immortal Venerable?â
At this moment, Madman Senior also said, âI heard that the Immortal Venerable often depends on others. Perhaps this boorish man is really the Immortal Venerable.â
Madman Junior pondered for a moment and looked at everyone. âWhy donât we ask him a few questions? We all know the Immortal Venerable anyway. If he canât answer, then heâs not the Immortal Venerable.â
âIâll do it. Iâve been in contact with the Immortal Venerable for a while,â the princess said. âI also know some of his private affairs.â
Zhu Asi was stunned. âAre you serious? The Immortal Venerable isnât an ordinary person. He has a very strange temper. How can you know him?â
âYou might not believe me, but my father found the Immortal Venerable. Rumor has it that although the Immortal Venerable has a bad temper, he treats my father very well.â
âDonât worry about these things. The most important thing now is to solve this problem,â Jiang Ming interjected.
At this moment, Madman Junior looked thoughtfully at the boorish man in front of him who seemed to be delirious. He suddenly thought of something and suggested, âI think this boorish man is very strange. Why donât we ignore him and just leave?â
Master Long felt that his words made sense, so he added, âI think so too. Letâs go. We donât have to care if this boorish man is the Immortal Venerable.â
Zhu Anâanâs expression changed. âI heard that if we donât respect the Immortal Venerable, something terrible will happen. Are we really going to leave now?â
âZhu Anâan, thatâs just nonsense. Donât continue thinking about it.â
Jiang Ming thought for a moment and agreed with Master Long and Madman Junior. Then, he turned around and planned to leave.
Master Long and Madman Junior, who had originally proposed to leave, also stepped forward and planned to leave with Jiang Ming.
Seeing that Jiang Ming had already stepped forward, the others did not say anything else. They immediately followed him.
However, the boorish man was unwilling to let it go. Seeing that everyone was about to leave, he directly released his spiritual energy.
Everyone felt their entire bodies tremble. Then, they realized that the ground was trembling.
It was obvious who had done all this. It was this boorish man!
Zhu Asi started to worry and felt a little strange.
How could this boorish man use such spiritual energy?
Was this boorish man really the Immortal Venerable?
If it was the Immortal Venerable, then according to what Zhu Anâan said, wouldnât they all be punished?
At this moment, the boorish man spoke again.
This time, his eyes were extremely red. He glared at the person in front of him. He clenched the ropes tightly and tore them apart.
âYou bunch of ignorant fools, how dare you sully me, the Immortal Venerable? Iâll let you taste the pain of your foolishness!â
As he spoke, spiritual y erupted from his entire body.
Everyone was trapped in their own memories.
Other peopleâs memories were colorful, but when it came to Jiang Ming, his memories were blank.
This blank memory caused him to be in a blank space.
Jiang Ming looked around and a mirror suddenly appeared in front of him.
In front of the mirror was a person who looked exactly like Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming smiled at the mirror, and the person in the mirror also smiled at Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming made an unhappy expression, and the person in the mirror also made an unhappy expression at Jiang Ming.
It could not be just a mirror. It was probably some other spell.
Jiang Ming thought for a moment and immediately turned around to face the mirror. He deliberately looked innocent and nonchalant as he looked around.
Just as Jiang Ming looked to the side, another person who looked exactly like Jiang Ming suddenly appeared in the mirror.
At this time, Jiang Ming also found a physical person in the mirror, and it was exactly the same as him.
The physical person waved his fists, wanting to sneak attack Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming also noticed him. He turned around and struck the fatal spot of the physical person.
The physical person did not expect Jiang Ming to notice him and immediately cried out in pain.
Jiang Ming also felt intense pain.
He immediately understood the function of this mirror.
âI see how it is. Is this how you want to control me?â
Jiang Ming raised his hand and hammered it in front of the mirror.
The mirror shattered immediately, and the illusion that Jiang Ming had fallen into was broken. He returned to his original place.
Looking around, he saw the princess, Madman Senior, Madman Junior, Zhu Asi, Zhu Anâan, Feng Yunche, and Master Long lying on the ground. They were obviously still trapped in the illusion.
Master Long did not know what had happened, but he started crying. His eyes were filled with tears, and he looked pitiful.
Zhu Anâanâs face was wrinkled. It was obvious that she had encountered a very troublesome matter.
Madman Senior and Madman Junior both had pained expressions. It was obvious that they were already trapped in the illusion and could not extricate themselves.
On the other hand, Feng Yuncheâs mood was very calm, but his forehead was covered in cold sweat. It was obvious that he was not in a good state.
Zhu Asiâs actions were the funniest. He raised one hand and twisted the other as if he was going to fight.
âI didnât expect you to wake up so soon.â
At this moment, a rough voice came from the boorish manâs side.
Jiang Mingâs heart thumped as he looked at the boorish man in front of him.
Now, he was sure that this boorish man was the Immortal Venerable.
If it was just an ordinary man, he would definitely not have such a spell that could trap people in illusions.
âWhy did you trap us here? We just thought you werenât the Immortal Venerable.â
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Ming felt that the Immortal Venerable was unreasonable and began to question him aggressively.