Chapter 1854: Buddhist Prayer Beads

"Hahaha, I knew it! No man in the world can resist the charm of us sisters. Since that's the case, let's quickly share the nourishment this man provides for us. Letting him get lost in our woven dreams, living a life of drunken stupor, should be a very amusing game."

The flower spirits chattered incessantly, one after another. Meanwhile, Xu Yang lowered his soul's strength and the defensive effects instinctively released, essentially opening his heart to these flower spirits.

Finally, a powerful flower spirit in the center unfurled countless petals, the initial motion of her releasing her strong psychic dream power. Xu Yang abandoned all defenses, directly meeting the dream aura she wove with his gaze.

Soon, dream worlds woven by the flower spirits began to appear in Xu Yang's spiritual realm, one after another. In these dreams, all the flower spirits transformed into slender, exquisitely beautiful young maidens.

Everywhere he looked was a gentle haven of maidens. Even a being with Xu Yang's formidable spiritual cultivation had to admit that, within the entire Ancient Martial Divine Path, human cultivators of any level who could enter this Forest of Ten Thousand Flowers and still escape alive were likely only a handful of exceptional individuals.

"Young man, wouldn't it be better to abandon everything you have and stay with your elder sister forever?"

The dream projection, now in human form, lunged towards Xu Yang. However, the smile on its face, in Xu Yang's eyes, was filled with chilling killing intent.

Just as the flower spirit's smile reached its peak, truly believing it could easily take down Xu Yang, its plump prey, an incredibly cold aura suddenly emanated from Xu Yang's true body.

An invisible large hand, appearing from behind, tightly clutched the neck of the human-shaped flower spirit. With the sudden assault of this powerful force, the human-shaped flower spirit immediately became distorted and began to struggle wildly. Yet, under Xu Yang's mental control, the invisible hand showed no sign of loosening its grip.

Xu Yang himself still faced the flower spirit, which was gradually succumbing to pain, and offered a calm smile.

"Now I'm very clear that there are only you and I in this dream. Tell me, where is the girl who entered the Forest of Ten Thousand Flowers before?"

Only then did the flower spirit realize that Xu Yang had intentionally weakened his defenses earlier, all to set up this scenario. What appeared to be a willing surrender was, in fact, Xu Yang waiting for an opportunity to achieve his own objective.

Upon this realization, the flower spirit instinctively furrowed her brow, her expression growing increasingly fierce. The chilling killing intent hidden behind her illusory beauty began to emerge, and then the pollen on her body started to scatter wildly around her.

More and more flower spirit sisters, close to this particular spirit, began to appear one by one within her dream, like reinforcements rushing to her aid.

However, upon seeing Xu Yang's utterly dominant demeanor, all these newly appeared flower spirits were struck with awe by his formidable presence.

"Can this human's spiritual power really be so formidable? To simultaneously resist the psychic dream erosion from so many of us, remain conscious, and even launch a counterattack against you—what terrifying cultivation level must one possess to achieve this?"

The flower spirit sisters who subsequently appeared in the dream as reinforcements were completely astonished, for they had undoubtedly not seen a powerful cultivator of Xu Yang's caliber enter the secret mountain range and invade their controlled Forest of Ten Thousand Flowers for many years.

"Stop talking so much! Quickly help me break free from this guy's grip, he's strangling me to death!"

The flower spirit, held captive by Xu Yang's invisible psychic hand, groaned in agony. Yet, Xu Yang showed not a hint of pity.

The invisible psychic hand continued to mercilessly choke her throat, and the pollen aura emanating from her body appeared increasingly chaotic. If Xu Yang wished for the invisible psychic hand to clench completely, the flower spirit's soul power would instantly be reduced to ashes.

"It seems you have no intention of cooperating with me. In that case, there's no point in keeping you around."

With those words, Xu Yang finally acted. The invisible hand crushed together violently, and the flower spirit who had first lured Xu Yang into the dream thus perished before him.

Dozens, even hundreds, of surrounding flower spirit sisters erupted in fury. Watching their companion so effortlessly crushed by Xu Yang, who was supposed to be their prey, they were simultaneously shocked and enraged. They began to unleash their respective "blooming flower" techniques.

On one hand, they continuously strengthened the intensity of the dream space Xu Yang had entered. On the other, they began to employ their unique offensive methods.

As Little Mushroom had warned Xu Yang previously, almost every flower spirit appearing in this dream had devoured hundreds of human cultivators.

Among them, cultivators with relatively weaker spiritual strength had been suppressed and turned into their soul servants, and at this moment, they were all released by the flower spirits.

Seeing the human experts with dazed eyes, existing only in soul form, Xu Yang finally shook his head helplessly.

"To cultivate for a lifetime, enduring countless hardships, only to meet such an end—it must be said these human cultivators are truly pathetic."

Xu Yang's voice unconsciously reached the ears of the hundreds of flower spirits before him, prompting them to burst into laughter.

"'To die beneath the peony, even as a ghost, is to be romantic'—isn't that the most popular saying in your human world? You should envy these human souls who can stay with us forever. Or rather, you should strive to become one of them; I guarantee you'll be the most powerful among these human souls."

A profoundly cold smile once again appeared on Xu Yang's face. Simultaneously, he fixed his gaze on the main body of the flower spirit who had just spoken so presumptuously to him.

At the same time, a dark golden light reappeared in his palm, revealing the Ling Xu Divine Artifact, newly forged by Xu Yang.

According to Xu Yang's current needs, the Ling Xu Divine Artifact quickly took on a new form under his psychic manipulation.

It transformed into a string of dark golden Buddhist beads, which Xu Yang held in his palm. After twirling them for a moment, he gave a gentle flick, and the string of beads suddenly shattered into individual pieces of varying sizes, scattering above the void.