Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

The moment the four were sucked into the Saint Ruins illusion, the sky and the earth suddenly lost their color, and the surrounding scenes began to blur, as if they were in an illusory world of light and shadow. The trial of the mirror flower and the water moon began, and everyone's heart was analyzed, and the deepest fear and desire were silently eroding them.

Jin Buk was the first to feel something was wrong. As a warrior, he had a very sharp instinct for battle. He swung the sword in his hand suddenly, trying to chop the phantom in front of him into pieces. However, after the battle axe chopped down, the seemingly real scene actually spread out like the surface of water, hitting nothing.

He stood in the void, the scene before his eyes kept changing. In an instant, he found himself in an endless battlefield, the sky was dark, and the screams of soldiers and the noise of battle echoed around him. The soil under his feet was stained red with blood, and the soldiers around him fell one after another, as if endless enemies were attacking him. The faces of those enemies were blurred, but they were tall and powerful, so powerful that he felt he could not contend with them.

Jin Buk sneered, clenched his sword, and shouted, "These are just illusions. I will destroy you one by one!" He rushed towards the enemy, wielding his sword. He kept slashing at them, but every time he knocked down an enemy, more enemies emerged from all directions. His body was gradually stained with blood, and fatigue began to spread.

The enemies on the battlefield seemed endless, and those fallen figures struggled to revive on the ground, mocking his powerlessness over and over again: "Jin Buke, the god of war, will fall one day! No matter how strong you are, you can't defeat fate alone!"

The laughter continued to echo in his ears, tearing his will. Jin Buk gradually felt his body getting heavier, and it became more and more difficult to swing his axe, but the enemies continued to appear. It seemed that he was fighting against an endless fate - a destiny that could not be escaped.

Just when he was exhausted and about to fall, he suddenly stopped the sword in his hand, and his eyes became firm. Jin Buk suddenly calmed down and whispered: "This is an illusion, I can't be controlled by it!" He inserted the sword into the ground, closed his eyes, and let the enemies come. He silently said in his heart: "True power comes from the heart, not from killing."

In an instant, the battlefield collapsed before his eyes, and all the enemies turned into nothingness. Jin Buk opened his eyes and found himself still standing there, surrounded by silence. In the illusion, he finally overcame the fear in his heart.

Zhong Ling'er's illusion was completely different from Jin Buke's. She felt a black screen before her eyes, and then she found herself standing in front of a dilapidated mansion. This mansion used to be her home - the place she was familiar with in her childhood. She saw her parents and clansmen busy in the yard with peaceful smiles on their faces. However, this peaceful scene only lasted for a moment.

Then, the sky suddenly became dark, and countless black shadows attacked, instantly engulfing her home. She heard the screams of her relatives, and saw them fall one by one, with their blood staining the ground red. Those black shadows were the enemies who massacred her family.

Zhong Ling'er stood there, watching all this happen, feeling helpless and angry. Her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms. She heard her enemies laughing at her: "You are the last person of the Zhong family? How ridiculous! The Zhong family is destroyed, and you are powerless to protect them!"

Zhong Ling'er's heart was filled with hatred and pain. She wanted to rush forward to stop all this from happening. However, no matter how hard she tried, her feet seemed to be bound and she couldn't move. Her vision gradually blurred, and the anger in her heart almost swallowed her up.

At this moment, a voice flashed through her mind - it was Lin Fan reminding her: "The power of illusion comes from the heart. Only by defeating your inner demons can you get rid of illusions."

Zhong Ling'er took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She closed her eyes and whispered to herself: "This is all an illusion. My family is gone. I am no longer that powerless child. I now have a more important mission."

As her consciousness became clearer, the laughter gradually faded away, the scene before her eyes began to blur, and finally shattered completely. She stood in the illusory world of the Holy Ruins again. Although the experience in the illusion made her waver for a while, she finally overcame the anger and pain deep in her heart.

The moment Jiang Shuiling fell into the illusion, everything around her turned into an endless wilderness. She stood alone in this vast world, with no direction in front of her, only the empty sky and the endless silence. She felt that she had lost her goal, and looked around, but could not find any way out.

She walked for a long time, but the wilderness was still endless. Gradually, she began to feel lost, and countless questions arose in her mind: "Why did I come here? What am I looking for?" The doubts and hesitations she had in the past surged out of her heart.

In this fantasy, Jiang Shuiling's heart seemed to have lost all its support and she couldn't find a reason to keep going. She stopped and looked up at the sky with empty eyes, whispering: "Does all this make sense? Do I really know what I'm doing?"

Her voice echoed in the wilderness, but no one answered. Just when she was about to give up, the faces of Zhong Ling'er, Lin Fan and Jin Buke suddenly flashed through her mind. She remembered the hardships and life-and-death tests they had experienced together. Those moments made her realize that she was not alone. She had companions and goals. Her true pursuit was for them and for the firm belief in her heart.

Jiang Shuiling slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath, realizing that she couldn't fall into such confusion. She silently said in her heart: "I know what I am doing, I am no longer lost."

With this firm determination, the wilderness began to gradually disappear, Jiang Shuiling's illusion was broken, and she returned to reality. She knew that she had found her direction.

When Lin Fan fell into the illusion, the space around him suddenly became extremely dark, and only he and the Chaos Tower stood in the void. The light of the Chaos Tower flashed with powerful energy, and that power seemed to be calling him, tempting him to control it.

However, as he approached the Chaos Tower, the power inside the tower suddenly rioted, as if to devour him. At the same time, a figure exactly like him appeared in front of him. It was another "Lin Fan", with greedy desire burning in his eyes.

"You want this power, too, right?" the shadow whispered. "You know how powerful the Chaos Tower is. It allows you to dominate everything. Why don't you take control of it?"

Lin Fan frowned, his eyes calm: "Power is not for ruling, I will not be controlled by it."

The shadow sneered: "Really? But don't you desire power as well? Otherwise, you wouldn't have come this far." Its voice was low and full of temptation.

Lin Fan was shocked. He knew that this shadow was the greed deep in his heart. If he could not resist, he might be swallowed by greed forever. Lin Fan took a deep breath and said firmly: "I admit that I desire power, but that is not to rule others, but to protect. I will not be controlled by desire."

Before he finished speaking, the shadow suddenly pounced on him. Lin Fan instantly drew out his long sword and chopped it down. The sword light collided with the shadow, and a low humming sound echoed in the void. Lin Fan's sword blade steadily shattered the shadow, and the greedy illusion gradually disappeared.

Lin Fan heaved a sigh of relief, having finally overcome his inner demons. He turned his head and looked towards the Chaos Tower. The power in the tower was still strong, but this time, he was not tempted. He turned around firmly and walked out of the illusion.