Shen Xiaoyan suddenly felt a little amused.
The few people exchanged glances and counted down simultaneously, "Three, two, one."
As the last syllable fell, they all leaped.
Almost in an instant, Shen Xiaoyan felt the wind pierce her face like needles.
Listening to the wind whistling past her ears, Shen Xiaoyan tightly closed her eyes, her hands clutching the hands of Zheng Wei and Na Muzhong on either side.
She didn't know how long the feeling of weightlessness lasted, but she felt her body stop.
"What's going on?"
Shen Xiaoyan was curious and immediately opened her eyes.
What greeted her eyes was a scene of lush mountains and clear waters. Her nose was filled with the fragrance of flower buds, and her ears were filled with the crisp chirping of sparrows.
Where was this?
Shen Xiaoyan looked around, puzzled. Why did she have a feeling of having transmigrated again?
Zheng Wei and the others were also examining their surroundings.
Looking at the birds singing and flowers blooming before them, they were also full of disbelief.
Just a moment ago, it was a world of ice and snow, and now it had become like this. This was truly difficult to accept.
Suddenly, Yizixie's mind flashed with an idea, and he seemed to have thought of something.
Shen Xiaoyan noticed the change in Yizixie's expression and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
After some hesitation, Yizixie voiced his guess.
"I remember that in the Sacred Spirit Continent, there are people called Illusionists. Every powerful Illusionist can create all things, and naturally, they can make people perceive illusions of all things."
Lu Taobao and Zheng Wei looked confused, but Shen Xiaoyan understood instantly.
In essence, it was about creating illusions that felt real.
But why would Yizixie suddenly mention this?
Seeing Shen Xiaoyan's suspicious gaze, Yizixie continued, "I'm wondering if what we are seeing now is all an illusion, or if what we experienced before was also an illusion."
These were just two simple sentences, but to Shen Xiaoyan, they were like a thunderclap.
Whether it was the present or the past, if one of them was an illusion, wouldn't they have been played with all along?
This feeling made Shen Xiaoyan extremely tormented.
But the next moment, she heard someone speaking.
"Hey, did you hear that? I thought I heard someone talking about Illusionists just now. That's a legend from many years ago. Someone is actually bringing it up. This person must be an idiot, right?"
"I think it's not just the person speaking who's an idiot, but anyone who believes it is even more of an idiot."
"What's the big deal? This is a reception center for people from various small worlds. Perhaps some bumpkin who heard a legend is trying to show off and fool newcomers here."
As the voices gradually faded, Shen Xiaoyan and the others emerged from behind the large tree.
Instinctively, Shen Xiaoyan, Zheng Wei, and Lu Taobao all shifted their gaze to Yizixie.
Shen Xiaoyan sized up Yizixie and said with a smile, "A bumpkin showing off old stories..."
"Hahaha..."
Before Shen Xiaoyan could finish speaking, Lu Taobao, who was beside her, couldn't help but cover his stomach and laugh heartily.
Yizixie's expression also became incredibly complex. He never expected that after a hundred years, he would return to the Sacred Spirit Continent, only to be mistaken for a bumpkin.
He had intended to explain to Shen Xiaoyan and the others that he had learned about Illusionists from books, but he was just a step too late.
Now, no matter how he explained it, the matter had already become a laughingstock. Yizixie simply stopped talking.
After Lu Taobao finally stopped laughing, Zheng Wei asked, "So, according to this, we are in the Sacred Spirit Continent now?"
Yizixie nodded.
He hadn't paid attention before, but after carefully sensing it, he realized that this was indeed the Sacred Spirit Continent.
He hadn't experienced such dense spiritual energy for a hundred years.
He knew that the reason he felt the spiritual energy was dense was also because he hadn't returned for a hundred years.
Similarly, places that received people from various small worlds were all located in areas with thin spiritual energy.
But these were not important. The important thing was, how did they suddenly arrive in the Sacred Spirit Continent?
Standing around waiting was not a solution. Yizixie simply led them out of the forest.
As for the direction, it was naturally to follow the people who had just left.
Although he had lived on this continent for hundreds of years, the Sacred Spirit Continent was vast and boundless. The place where he lived was just a small corner.
They didn't even know where they were now, so they could only take it one step at a time.
Fortunately, the forest was not very large. When they walked out of the forest, they found themselves in a bright and open space, which turned out to be a grassland.
In the middle of the grassland was a marble road. At the end of the road was a city wall and a tall, majestic city gate.
On one side of the city gate were two powerful characters: "Ying Cheng" (迎城).
Shen Xiaoyan looked at these two characters and couldn't help but wonder if the meaning of the name was "Welcome City."
When the group reached the city gate, they found no guards. Shen Xiaoyan was a little surprised.
Even in Da Chu, all cities had guards.
Why was it not necessary in the Sacred Spirit Continent?
Was it because there was no ruler?
Thinking of this, Shen Xiaoyan realized how little they knew about the Sacred Spirit Continent.
They didn't even know which sect Yizixie belonged to in the past. Thinking about it now, she was truly careless.
Knowing they were coming to the Sacred Spirit Continent, they hadn't even made any preparations beforehand.
Fortunately, Yizixie was by her side. Shen Xiaoyan decided to ask Yizixie to educate them now.
However, after stating her intention, she saw Yizixie's face filled with embarrassment.
Finally, Na Muzhong said that the Sacred Spirit Continent was unpredictable. A city that existed one day might disappear the next.
Therefore, it was impossible for anyone to claim to fully understand the situation of the Sacred Spirit Continent.
Even the Ying Cheng before them, they had only heard of such a place before.
They, who had come from small worlds, had lived for hundreds of years without encountering them.
This was not because there were too few people, but because it was extremely difficult for people from small worlds to survive well in the Sacred Spirit Continent.
It was even more difficult to live well.
Imagine people who were constantly worried about their livelihood. How could they know people like Yizixie?
Knowing that she couldn't rely on Yizixie and Na Muzhong, Shen Xiaoyan felt a bit frustrated.
So, were they completely in the dark now?
More importantly, they had come to the Sacred Spirit Continent in confusion. What about Fujiwara Shifei and the others? Had they already arrived in the Sacred Spirit Continent, or...
"Big sister, are you from Da Chu?"
Suddenly, Shen Xiaoyan's sleeve was grabbed. She looked down and saw a child standing before her.
Looking at his toothless smile, Shen Xiaoyan guessed that the child was about seven or eight years old.
"What's wrong?"
Shen Xiaoyan asked curiously. How did this child know she was from Da Chu?
And to find her and ask so accurately, there must be something fishy.