Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

However, Chu Yao did not show any pain-related emotions as she expected. Instead, he smiled calmly at the evil god's gaze.

"Impossible! No one can wake up from my illusion!" The evil god roared in disbelief.

In order to test whether Chu Yao was awake, she entered the illusion herself.

But the illusion is no longer the Chu family villa she just built, but an ancestral hall that is very familiar to her.

"As a courtesy, you just read my memory, so I also read your memory." Chu Yao smiled slightly, "I should call you 'Wu Hui', right?"

Unlike the other two evil gods transformed by spirits, the evil god named Wu Hui was once a human being.

The little girl who was being held on the ground looked around, and then looked at Chu Yao in horror, "Why can you see my memory? I am a god! I am a god!"

"Sorry, although I have never seen a real god, you are just an evil god." Chu Yao said leisurely, "There is a saying that since ancient times, evil has never prevailed over good."

"How did you wake up from the illusion?! No, no... you were not deceived by the illusion at all! You were just acting to lie to me!" Wu Hui shouted at the top of her lungs, her childish voice full of grievances.

She has always tasted the pain of others. How could she have thought that she was the protagonist suffering today?

After she became the Evil God, she had never been bullied to such a state by humans!

Wu Hui secretly activated her divine power, only to find that she had turned into an ordinary person in the illusion. Her hands had been bruised by the straw rope, but that was nothing.

What happened next was her real nightmare.

"You'd better let me go now! I can lift the death curse on you! Otherwise... otherwise when I get out, I won't let you go!" Wu Hui glared at Chu Yao angrily, but Chu Yao's face There are only three words on it - it doesn't matter.

"Bless yourself." Chu Yao showed a harmless smile.

"you--"

Before Wu Hui finished speaking, a large group of people poured into the ancestral hall, and the one at the front was her father, who was also the village chief.

It all started with a ridiculous rumor.

There was a nine-day blizzard when Wu Hui was born. Their village relies on mountains to feed themselves, and it is impossible to go into the mountains to pick mountain mushrooms or hunt in heavy snow, so people in the village regard her as a bad omen.

As Wu Hui grew up, all the bad things in the village were blamed on her. The livestock ran away, the wild mushrooms could not be sold at a good price, and relatives died, all because she disturbed the gods of the snow mountains.

At that time, there were only two evil gods in the snow-capped mountains, but to the villagers, they were both true gods who protected them.

When she was six years old, the villagers could no longer bear her ominous omen and asked her father to give them an explanation.

The village chief was also fed up with her, so he tied her to the ancestral hall and held a "living sacrifice" ceremony.

When offering sacrifices to the gods, you must not look directly into the face of the gods, listen to the words of the gods, or reveal the messages of the gods. You must always be humble and respectful to the gods, and do not raise your head in front of the statues of gods.

Once again experiencing the pain of "living sacrifice", Wu Hui shed tears again.

After her death, she realized that these rules were just a show to please the gods.

God takes pleasure in human suffering.

Her resentment was so deep that she even absorbed all the wronged souls near Sampa Mountain. Those painful emotions gathered in her belly, like a burning fire.

Only killing can quell her hatred, and she slaughtered an entire village, leaving only a few young children.

She became the new evil god and the most powerful evil god. The villagers carved a statue of her and placed it in the middle of the temple.

In order to extend his life, the evil god still requires the villagers to hold live sacrifices regularly, but it is up to Wu Hui to choose the objects of the living sacrifices.

She likes to pick people with harmonious families and happy lives, and then gives them the right to choose - do you want to die yourself, or let nine other people die for you?

No one chooses to die by themselves.

The more souls she absorbs, the more painful the souls are before they die, and the stronger her divine power becomes.

The evil god's death curse cannot be solved unless the evil god is killed, but the Feng Shui sect is declining, and almost no Feng Shui master has the ability to kill gods.

In addition to living sacrifices, the other two evil gods occasionally kill some climbers and then use their corpses as their own slaves.

Since Wu Hui became the evil god, she would often choose among the villagers during the living sacrifice period, and Xie Hui was the first outsider she chose.

Although Xie Hui is not married, he has parents, a sister who loves him deeply, a nephew who treats him like a father, and many friends. He is not only happy, but also very lucky. He avoids disaster every time he encounters danger.

Even if he didn't go to the temple to take pictures, he would have encountered the cursed stone statue in other ways.

"You should have killed me just now, instead of waiting until now." Wu Hui broke free from the restraints and said sinisterly, "My power has been restored, and I am the master of the illusion!"

She waved her fingers gently, and Chu Yao's feet turned into a swamp, but Chu Yao directly jumped into the air.

"How do you have the ability to control illusions..." Wu Hui asked in surprise.

Chu Yao unfolded her left hand, and there was a drop of crimson blood in her palm. It was the same drop of blood from when Wu Hui's finger was pricked just now.

Wu Hui didn't notice that the drop of blood fell into the illusion. She was now in a spiritual state. A drop of blood was equivalent to a small piece of soul. The soul not only carried her memory, but also condensed her divine power.

However, a drop of blood can control the illusion she created, but it cannot escape from it.

"Then you stay in the illusion for the rest of your life. Time stops in the illusion. You can also make up a perfect life for yourself. You can deceive yourself and pretend that you have left the illusion." Wu Hui said with a sneer. , "But when you get to the end of your life, you will realize that you have lived a false life! You will always be trapped here! I took the first step, hahahahahaha..."

She jumped out of the illusion.

Wu Hui walked step by step towards Ji Jinchen who was holding Chu Yao. He was the next one.