# Chapter 1964: True Colors Revealed
Faced with such an aggressive Zhang Ruochen, Ling Feiyu's body couldn't help but stiffen, a trace of killing intent flashing imperceptibly in her eyes.
But she didn't lash out. Instead, she gradually gave up resistance, adopting a posture of wanting to resist yet welcoming him.
"Let's see how long you can keep up the act," Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.
Unavoidably, he became more immersed, his breathing growing heavier, one hand freely roaming over Ling Feiyu's exquisite body.
With a tearing sound, Zhang Ruochen suddenly ripped apart the white garment on Ling Feiyu's body, tearing off a large piece.
"No... don't."
Ling Feiyu wanted to resist, but her small mouth was being forcefully kissed by Zhang Ruochen, making it impossible to speak clearly.
Zhang Ruochen acted as if he hadn't heard anything, continuing his actions, tearing her clothes piece by piece, gradually revealing her beautiful body.
Not far from the floating island within the sacred hall, there was a very special white space, like a dreamlike bubble—clearly there, yet invisible and intangible.
This was an illusion space, arranged by an extremely skilled illusion saint master. Even top-tier experts would find it difficult to detect.
Within this white illusion space, several people were present. The leader was a burly man, three meters tall, emitting terrifying black sacred light. Tens of millions of sacred dao rules flowed slowly across his skin, showcasing his formidable power.
He was none other than the strongest below Great Saint of the Netherworld Divine Temple, and also the personal disciple of the Nether God—Canglong.
The few people behind Canglong were also top experts of the Netherworld Divine Temple, including the remaining two of the Six Ultimates.
Additionally, there was a heroic man surrounded by purple energy, currently staring at Zhang Ruochen with eyes full of hatred.
This person's background was also significant. He came from the largest force in Hongyang Great World—the Purple Heaven Hall. His name was Zi Feng, the twin brother of Zi Yang Saint King, who had been killed by Zhang Ruochen at the bottom of Life-Death Cliff.
Zi Feng Saint King was even stronger than Zi Yang Saint King, having already reached the Threshold Dao Realm.
Although no one had seen Zhang Ruochen kill Zi Yang Saint King, through bloodline connection and special secret techniques, Zi Feng Saint King had still locked onto Zhang Ruochen as his brother's murderer.
Looking at the scene on the Cold Ice Sacred Jade Bed not far away, Canglong's body trembled, his eyes filled with raging fire. "Despicable, utterly despicable."
"Senior Brother Canglong, calm down. Impatience ruins great plans."
Seeing Canglong about to explode, one of the Netherworld Divine Temple's Six Ultimates, Giant Dragon Spirit Master, quickly spoke to soothe him.
Another of the Six Ultimates, Nine-Headed Dragon Crown Prince, also chimed in, "Yes, this is all part of Senior Sister Ruan Ling's plan. Only by making Zhang Ruochen completely let down his guard can we seize the Qiankun Realm and the Sky-Connecting Divine Tree in one fell swoop. Think of the bigger picture, Senior Brother Canglong. You must endure."
Even Zi Feng Saint King spoke up, "Brother Canglong, you absolutely cannot act on impulse. Zhang Ruochen is extremely cunning and has many tricks. If you alert him, all our efforts might be wasted. The Qiankun Realm, Sky-Connecting Divine Tree, Supreme Sacred Artifact, Flowing Light Merit Armor—are you willing to let all of that fly away?"
"Roar."
Canglong let out a furious roar, nearly going mad.
But in the end, he held back, not rashly making a move.
He knew very well what kind of temper Ruan Ling had. If he ruined her plan, Ruan Ling would never easily forgive him.
But seeing Zhang Ruochen so brazenly humiliating Ruan Ling, he was truly about to go insane. He had always regarded Ruan Ling as his woman, yet he had never touched her himself, and now Zhang Ruochen was taking full advantage.
Canglong clenched his fists, grinding his teeth, "Zhang Ruochen, I will make you wish you were dead, torture you for a thousand years, ten thousand years, to quell the hatred in my heart."
Seeing that Canglong hadn't made a move, Giant Dragon Spirit Master and Nine-Headed Dragon Crown Prince both breathed a sigh of relief. They were truly afraid Canglong would charge out.
If Ruan Ling's plan were to fail because of them, neither of them would have an easy time.
Thinking of Ruan Ling's methods, both couldn't help but shiver.
To avoid being punished by Ruan Ling, they had to stabilize Canglong no matter what.
On the Cold Ice Sacred Jade Bed, Zhang Ruochen pushed aside Ling Feiyu's hands, reached forward, and tore off the last layer of chest covering. Ling Feiyu's full bosom was clearly presented before his eyes.
At the same time, the white illusion space where Canglong and the others were located became blurry, no longer able to see or hear the outside world.
"Ah! Zhang Ruochen, I'll kill you!" Canglong roared, emitting terrifying killing intent.
Giant Dragon Spirit Master's expression changed. He quickly grabbed Canglong, saying, "Senior Brother Canglong, the Qiankun Realm! The Sky-Connecting Divine Tree!"
Nine-Headed Dragon Crown Prince also grabbed Canglong, desperately trying to calm him, "Senior Sister Ruan Ling is doing all this for you, Senior Brother Canglong. Please don't let her good intentions go to waste. Rest assured, Senior Sister Ruan Ling won't let herself suffer."
"After all that, you say she won't suffer?" Canglong glared at Nine-Headed Dragon Crown Prince.
Fear appeared in Nine-Headed Dragon Crown Prince's eyes as he quickly said, "Senior Sister Ruan Ling wants to make Zhang Ruochen completely let down his guard. She'll definitely make a move soon and won't let him continue doing whatever he wants."
"Yes, yes, yes. Zhang Ruochen won't be jumping around for much longer. Everything is under Senior Sister Ruan Ling's control," Giant Dragon Spirit Master echoed.
Canglong was already at the limit of his rage, about to explode. The little rationality he had left was being drowned by anger.
On the Cold Ice Sacred Jade Bed, seeing Zhang Ruochen completely consumed by desire, a cold smile flashed in Ling Feiyu's eyes.
The moment Zhang Ruochen buried his head in her full chest, Ling Feiyu suddenly raised a hand, her finger striking like lightning toward Zhang Ruochen's brow.
But at that very moment, a sharp light flashed in Zhang Ruochen's eyes. He moved faster than Ling Feiyu, reaching out and grabbing her by the neck, pressing her hard against the Cold Ice Sacred Jade Bed, rendering her unable to move.
"You..."
Ling Feiyu's face was full of shock. She had never expected this to happen.
"Be careful."
At the same time, a warning voice sounded. A hidden illusion space at Ling Feiyu's brow shattered, and a figure flashed out from within, transforming into another Ling Feiyu.
Meanwhile, the "Ling Feiyu" whose neck was gripped by Zhang Ruochen changed appearance, becoming someone else—a woman whose figure and beauty were in no way inferior to the real Ling Feiyu.
By now, everything was crystal clear.
Looking at the stunning beauty whose neck he held, Zhang Ruochen said coldly, "Ruan Ling, personal disciple of the Nether God, specializing in spiritual power, the most top-notch illusion saint master below Great Saint. You've made quite a sacrifice to set up a trap against me."
The person before him was none other than one of the two leaders of the Netherworld Divine Temple—Ruan Ling. Her spiritual power was extremely formidable, and her illusion techniques were the most terrifying. Even top-tier Threshold Dao Realm experts could be toyed with at her whim.
With Zhang Ruochen's powerful fifty-ninth level late-stage spiritual power, he hadn't been able to see through Ruan Ling's illusion at first, which showed just how terrifying her illusion mastery was.
Of course, no matter how strong Ruan Ling's spiritual power and illusions were, now that her neck was in Zhang Ruochen's grasp, she could no longer cause any trouble.
Turning his head, Zhang Ruochen looked at the real Ling Feiyu and asked with great concern, "Are you alright?"
The reason he could confirm this Ling Feiyu was real was that she was wearing the Lightning Mother Purple Robe, holding the Heaven-Burying Sword, and emitting an extremely terrifying sword intent. He was most familiar with that sword intent—no one could imitate it.
Ling Feiyu shook her head slightly, saying, "I'm fine. Not long ago, this person transformed into you and came to test me. Although I saw through her disguise, she ambushed me and trapped me in an illusion space. After that, she took my form and waited for you to take the bait."
"She wanted me to personally witness how you would fall step by step into her trap, take all your treasures, and then bring you back to the Netherworld Divine Temple."
"So you've been inside the illusion space at her brow this whole time? Able to hear and see everything outside?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
A strange look flashed in Ling Feiyu's eyes, and she nodded.
Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but feel somewhat awkward, because it meant Ling Feiyu had not only heard the words he said to Ruan Ling but had also seen what just happened.
"How did you discover it?"
Just then, Ruan Ling suddenly spoke up to ask.
She had thought her setup was flawless, with no possible loopholes. Zhang Ruochen had clearly fallen into the trap, so why had he suddenly turned on her?
Zhang Ruochen collected himself, turning to look at Ruan Ling. "Your disguise was indeed perfect. Even though you weren't wearing the Lightning Mother Purple Robe or carrying the Heaven-Burying Sword, I didn't have many suspicions. You almost made me believe you were the real Ling Feiyu."
"However, when I mentioned the seventh life I experienced in the Seven Lives Seven Deaths Diagram, you said we grew old together and spent a lifetime together. That was a huge flaw that made me suspicious. So I went along with it to test you, and sure enough, you revealed even more flaws. The real Ling Feiyu would never have acted the way you did just now."
He knew Ling Feiyu very well. Under normal circumstances, if he dared to be so reckless, Ling Feiyu would definitely give him a harsh lesson. She would never let him do whatever he wanted.
Inside the white illusion space, Canglong felt as if each day was a year, pacing back and forth.
Now he couldn't see what was happening outside or hear any sounds. He had no idea what was going on out there.
Especially thinking about Zhang Ruochen tearing off Ruan Ling's last chest covering and pressing himself on top of her, he felt like he was going insane.
"I can't wait any longer!"
After a while, Canglong roared, unable to endure any longer.
"Boom."
Canglong struck out, forcibly breaking open the illusion space.
Giant Dragon Spirit Master and Nine-Headed Dragon Crown Prince wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.
The moment he charged out, Canglong's gaze locked onto Zhang Ruochen and Ruan Ling. Seeing Ruan Ling restrained by Zhang Ruochen, her face full of pain and struggle, Canglong's fury erupted.
"Zhang Ruochen, you beast! I'll kill you!"
Canglong imagined what might have happened between Zhang Ruochen and Ruan Ling earlier, and his eyes turned bloodshot, emitting an incredibly terrifying killing intent.
He desperately wanted to tear Zhang Ruochen into pieces, but now that Ruan Ling was in Zhang Ruochen's hands, he didn't dare act rashly.
Ling Feiyu's expression changed slightly. Just now, scenes of Zhang Ruochen and Ruan Ling's intimacy had involuntarily surfaced in her mind, stirring up an indescribably subtle emotion. Because of this, she had forgotten that Canglong and the others were hiding in the nearby illusion space and failed to warn Zhang Ruochen in time.
Zhang Ruochen appeared extremely calm, showing no signs of panic, as if he had long known Canglong and the others were there.
With a flip of his hand, he took out a Saint-Binding Rope and wrapped it around Ruan Ling.
He was being somewhat considerate to Ruan Ling, covering her with a layer of white gauze so she wouldn't be completely exposed to everyone present.
"Canglong, I came specifically for you, but I didn't expect you to be so useless, sending a woman to deal with me. I'm truly disappointed in you." Zhang Ruochen shook his head.
Hearing this, Canglong became even more furious, his voice deep and heavy. "Zhang Ruochen, I'm right here. Release Ruan Ling. All grievances between us—you and I will settle them."
Zhang Ruochen shook the Saint-Binding Rope in his hand, his gaze suddenly turning sharp. "Fine. I'll give you this chance. Follow me."
With that, Zhang Ruochen used his Space Domain to envelop Ling Feiyu and Ruan Ling, transforming into a rainbow light and flying out of the sacred hall.
Seeing this, Canglong didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately gave chase.
Giant Dragon Spirit Master, Zi Feng Saint King, and the others also didn't hesitate, following closely behind.
(End of Chapter)