I Have A City In An Alternate World



Hearing Tang Zhen's words, the five cultivators were silent, but they were secretly shocked.

If that was the case, the old man and his disciple really couldn't be placed in the house.

Not to mention that the other party had the advantage in numbers. If they harbored ill intentions, how could they deal with them?

He only thought of taking small advantages, but he didn't know that the result of doing so was likely to make him suffer a big loss.

The more he thought about it, the more shocked he became. He felt as if he had been possessed.

Fortunately, the door was not opened. Otherwise, if there was something wrong with the old man, who knew what would happen?

At the same time, he was also wondering why he didn't think of such a simple thing just now.

Tang Zhen had already noticed the doubts in the hearts of the cultivators. It was because an invisible force was influencing everything in the dark.

There were many problems that cultivators couldn't think of, but that special power deliberately didn't let you think of them.

It drove you to act out the role that you should play in a specific script without you knowing it.

Or rather, from the very beginning, the fate of all the participants had already been arranged.

The strength of the cultivators was too low and they were unable to sense the influence of this power. However, Tang Zhen was different.

He could feel the potential influence that the special power had on him, and he would try his best to resolve it.

Perhaps this way, he could escape the arrangement of the script and let the character he played have a completely different fate.

Of course, Tang Zhen wouldn't explain such matters. Those cultivators wouldn't be able to understand it either.

The only thing he could do now was to continue playing his role and then look for an opportunity to break out of this situation.

If he didn't do this, who knew when it would be his turn to die.

To put it bluntly, all the cultivators, including Tang Zhen, were actors, and they had already decided the ending.

However, these endings were not unchangeable.

Because of Tang Zhen's words, the cultivators had already made up their minds not to let the old man and his disciple enter the house.

Seeing that there was no response from the room for a long time, a trace of gloominess flashed across the old man's face, but it quickly disappeared.

since you don't believe us, there's nothing we can do. I only hope that you can take care of yourself. We'll meet again if fate allows.

After the old man said this, he cupped his fists and saluted through the iron door. Then, he turned around and left with a sigh.

Looking at his back, he looked a little desolate.

His disciples 'faces were filled with anger. They cursed in low voices and left with the old man.

In front of the sealed iron door, it was quiet again.

The cultivators in the house were very hungry again.

It was like a bottomless pit. No matter how much food there was, it could not resist the hunger and emptiness.

"Try your best to persevere. This is actually just an illusionary feeling. You don't really feel hungry."

Tang Zhen's explanation was actually a little one-sided.

This was because both the purple light world and the bodies of the cultivators were real.

The invisible and terrifying power turned the cultivators into mortals and made them suffer the pain of life, death, illness, and hunger.

This kind of special modification could actually be done by Tang Zhen, but it must be done in his own divine Kingdom in his mind.

However, compared to the purple light world, it was not worth mentioning.

The hunger of cultivators was the effect of a special power on the physical body. If they were to hypnotize themselves, they could indeed have some resistance.

The greatest strength of cultivators was their extraordinary perseverance. They could be ruthless to both themselves and their enemies.

After hearing Tang Zhen's request, the five cultivators gritted their teeth and began to force themselves to go through with it. They even hypnotized themselves.

Or, he could use a method similar to the turtle's breath to enter a state of feigned death to resist the surging hunger.

Tang Zhen was the same. He quietly stood at the door as he resisted the waves of hunger.

Only when he couldn't take it anymore did he take out some food and throw it to the five cultivators.

The five cultivators took the food and quickly swallowed it. Then, they let out a long breath.

It was as if he was on the verge of death and had come back to life, his face full of joy.

"I never thought that hunger would be so painful."

One of the cultivators said in a hoarse voice.

it's the same for me. I've entered the purple light world more than a dozen times, but I've never experienced such a terrifying scene.

Another cultivator said, his face full of fear and confusion.

This experience was destined to cast a shadow over many cultivators.

If they could make it out alive, they would rather die than enter the purple light world again.

Of course, there were many cultivators who had completely lost the right to choose.

"Why don't you tell me why it wasn't this dangerous before? what happened this time?"

A cultivator's face was filled with doubt. At the same time, he looked at Tang Zhen who was standing at the door.

Since Tang Zhen had experienced a similar scene before, he should have the most say in regards to this unexpected turn of events.

"No one knows, not even I."

Tang Zhen spoke in a faint tone. However, he had already faintly guessed it in his heart.

Perhaps this matter had something to do with him.

This might be a hidden rule of the purple light world. The higher the level of the item, the more difficult the scenes the cultivators had to go through.

To put it bluntly, Tang Zhen's entry had caused the difficulty of the purple light world to increase, and all the cultivators were implicated.

If this was the case, the cultivators who participated in this expedition were really unlucky.

In fact, he was not the only God among all the participants.

Even though it was only for a moment, Tang Zhen was certain that there was another deity who had entered the purple light world.

He didn't know what the other party wanted. Was it something of a higher grade than the original spiritual treasure, which caused the difficulty of this expedition to increase?

While he was thinking in his heart, Tang Zhen suddenly heard a series of soft footsteps.

The sound of these footsteps was extremely light, and one had to be in a state of full concentration to be able to hear it.

"Again?"

In a short time, three groups of cultivators appeared one after another, and each group of cultivators had a problem.

No matter how tough one's nerves were, they would still feel a sense of wariness, afraid of encountering any strange changes.

He stared at the crack of the door and observed the situation outside, not daring to make any mistakes.

Then, he saw a thin figure slowly walking out from the darkness.

He could vaguely see that it was a little boy, wearing tattered clothes and having dirty and messy hair.

He came to the front of the iron gate, then raised his head and stared at the gap of the iron gate with his big eyes.

It was as though he was looking at Tang Zhen through the darkness.

"I'm very hungry, can I have some food?"

The boy said in a low voice, his voice calm and cold.

Tang Zhen was silent for a few breaths. He took out a portion of food and threw it out through the gap.

The boy picked it up and put it into his pocket. Then, he raised his head and looked at Tang Zhen.

"Give me some more food, this is not enough for me."

Tang Zhen was silent as he threw out another portion.

When the cultivators behind him saw this, they couldn't help but feel anxious. They secretly wondered why Tang Zhen was so foolish.

He actually gave away such precious food just like that. So what if he didn't give it to her?

Fortunately, no one spoke. This was because everyone was clear that Tang Zhen had his reasons for doing so.

"Give me another serving of food."

After receiving two portions of food, the little boy was still asking for more, as if he would never be satisfied.

"This is the last one."

As Tang Zhen spoke, he threw out another portion of food.

The boy picked up the food, and without saying a word of thanks, he dragged a string of brand new locks and disappeared into the darkness without looking back.