Upon hearing Lu Shiqing's words, Luo Chu's eyes lit up with anticipation, and she hurriedly sought confirmation from Lu Shiqing.

"Really?! Third Senior Brother?! Can the old Shen Sangruo really come back?!"

Not the Shen Sangruo whose feelings for them had changed, but the Shen Sangruo before the arrival of the evil spirit Bai Mumu.

Shen Sangruo, whose heart and eyes were filled with them.

Luo Chu had been tormented to the point of almost being unable to breathe by the conclusion that Shen Sangruo could not forgive them.

He was about to accept the outcome and, like Wen Xuan, would stop bothering her and simply protect her silently.

But then things took a dramatic turn for the better, and such a big turn for the better. How could he not be overjoyed and excited?

To truly bring back the Shen Sangruo of the past was something he never dared to even dream of.

"Yes, it's definitely possible!" It absolutely must be possible!

Lu Shiqing said it with absolute certainty.

"But what if that voice is lying to us? Won't that cause any harm to Chen Sangruo?" Luo Chu suddenly became hesitant again.

After all, it was created by those evil cultivators, and since it concerns Shen Sangruo, he must be cautious.

He didn't want to hurt her anymore.

Luo Chu finally regained some of his conscience.

“Want to verify whether the ability to manipulate illusions is real? That’s easy.” Lu Shiqing’s gaze fell on Bai Ruoan’s projection.

He sneered, the intense hatred and ruthlessness in his eyes almost tangible.

He made no attempt to hide his malice towards Bai Ruoan, but he had never found an opportunity to take action against her before.

Of course, a large part of the reason is that he couldn't bring himself to hurt him (well, he wasn't strong enough).

But at this moment, Bai Ruoan's life was in Lu Shiqing's hands, and he was determined to vent his anger.

Who knows how jealous and ruthless he felt every time he saw Shen Sangruo affectionately call that person "Third Senior Brother"!

He won't let the person who stole his position get away with it!

He wouldn't let any of the other members of Ninghua Sect go either; if possible, he would make them disappear completely from her life.

Lu Shiqing's gaze swept over the projections one by one, his expression becoming increasingly obsessive.

“Create a fantasy world for him filled with flames.” Lu Shiqing’s voice carried an uncontrollable sense of vengeful pleasure. “Don’t you like being by her side? Then let you feel the burning of the flames to your heart’s content.”

Everyone knows that Shen Sangruo's representative element is fire.

As soon as he finished speaking, a raging fire indeed broke out in the space where Bai Ruoan's projection was located.

In an instant, they surrounded Bai Ruoan, the flames licking at her as if trying to devour her.

Alarm bells rang in Bai Ruoan's mind. He had been pulled into this space for a long time without making a sound, but now, for some reason, flames suddenly ignited.

Is this the work of heretical practitioners?

Before he could think any further, his eyes, usually bright and captivating, turned serious as he immediately drew out a talisman.

"Water curtain!"

As the talisman burned, a curtain of water immediately appeared around Bai Ruoan, isolating him from the sea of ​​fire.

But the flames were extraordinary; his water curtain was quickly evaporated by the high temperature.

He continued to summon the water curtain and took out various defensive magical artifacts he had brought with him.

But under the invasion of endless flames, the talismans and magical artifacts were quickly exhausted, and the flames, carrying scorching heat, approached him step by step.

Soon, they were in dire straits.

Bai Ruoan pressed her lips tightly together, and had no choice but to use a sharp blade formed from her spiritual power to cut her finger and draw a talisman with her blood, barely managing to contend with the flames.

What she was thinking was, what if Chen Sangri and the others also encountered such a crisis? They must not be harmed!

Seeing Bai Ruoan struggling to cope with the flames with a pale face, Lu Shiqing's smile deepened, and he felt increasingly pleased.

"Alright, that's verified." He said casually.

Looking at Bai Ruoan's projection, Luo Chu felt an indescribable sadness. What was the difference between this and killing each other?

The heretical practitioners didn't take action; instead, it was their own people who attacked each other.

But thinking that if they hadn't stolen Shen Sangruo's affections, she wouldn't have refused to forgive them, she ultimately suppressed her thoughts.

“Now, we can find the Sang Ruo we used to be.” Lu Shiqing stared intently at the projection of Shen Sang Ruo, his eyes filled with fascination.

Lu Shiqing began to manipulate the illusion.

If Shen Sangruo was still in the passage a second ago, a blinding white light appeared in front of her. The next second, she opened her eyes and found herself in a pure white space.

She was alone in the space, but she remained calm.

Just as she expected, the real protective device activated.

They simply pulled her into this space, and then did nothing more?

She first walked around the space, surrounded by walls on all four sides, with a white wall above her head.

"Let's try to leave first." Shen Sanruo held the feather fan in her hand.

As she moved her hands, the arrow transformed into a bow and arrow.

To break through the wall, sharp, high-burst arrows are her best option.

Just as the bow was drawn, before the arrow even left the string, the surrounding scenery suddenly began to change.

The white walls were gradually replaced by green trees and grass, as if she had been teleported to a mountain.

The scene before her was all too familiar; she recognized it almost instantly: "Zhenlin Peak?"

"Is this an illusion?"

From the moment you enter the barrier, illusions block your path.

Mirages are common in the desert, and that group of evil cultivators used this to protect the formation.

Then the main defense of this formation is the illusion.

Illusion attacks typically involve conjuring up a person's deepest fears, obsessions, or unfulfilled desires, with the aim of influencing their mind, causing them to become deeply immersed in the illusion and lose themselves.

But why did this illusion conjure up Zhenlin Peak?

What does Zhenlin Peak have to do with the above? It doesn't affect her mind at all.

Shen Sangruo didn't quite understand.

Thinking this, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head, a pain that even she, at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, could not endure.

The pain was so intense that she couldn't bear it any longer and knelt down on the ground, clutching her head.

Uncontrollable low moans escaped from his lips.

The pain came on suddenly and fiercely, as if something was tearing at her head. Her mind was completely blank, and she was unable to think at all.

When the pain subsided, a slight confusion appeared in Shen Sangruo's bright eyes.

His originally calm and composed expression now seemed somewhat childish, as if he had returned to the age of thirteen or fourteen.

Where is she...?

She looked around, and the confusion in her eyes gradually faded.

"This is Zhenlin Peak. Oh dear, I just tripped and fell, but it seems like I've gone mad."

She slapped her head, then brushed the dust off her clothes and stood up.

As if confirming something with himself, he spoke to himself.

"Zhenlin Peak is where I became an apprentice and began my cultivation. My most respected master and my favorite senior brothers and sisters are here."

Chen Sangruo suddenly paused, "Senior Sister?"

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