The person in front of me was so pale that he was almost transparent. He looked like a paper figure in a shadow play. The bright moonlight shone on his back, as if it could pass through his thin body.
Weak and powerless, like a withered tree about to rot, without a trace of life.
"You..." Lin Zhenzhen opened her mouth, but didn't know where to start. Wu Nianmu was in such a bad state that she was afraid he would tell her his last wishes as soon as he opened his mouth.
She suddenly remembered the last time Wu Nianmu was injured, and the situation was also critical.
But by basking in the moonlight, his wound healed overnight. Trees are incredibly resilient, and the moonlight here is so pure; he'll surely be alright this time.
Thinking this way, Lin Zhenzhen finally felt a little more at ease.
"how's it going?"
“Of course I shook them off.” Wu Nianmu snorted arrogantly. “I set up an illusion and trapped everyone inside. Once you fall into my illusion, the stronger your inner demons, the harder it is for you to escape.”
"That's good." Lin Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Xuan Kang had killed a fully-formed Horned Weasel Emperor Beast decades ago. If we relied on brute force to fight him head-on, our side was indeed no match for him.
Unexpectedly, Wu Nianmu blurted out, "I see that kid with you, so young, is already being consumed by inner demons. I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of this situation."
"What! Aren't you just sabotaging your teammate?" Lin Zhenzhen jumped up excitedly. "What's the solution?"
"Who do you take me for? Do you think my illusions can be broken so easily?" Wu Nianmu glared at her, but even with his deliberately fierce expression, he looked weak and powerless.
"Really not?"
"No!"
Lin Zhenzhen nodded heavily, handed the sleeping Xiao Hei to him, and turned to leave.
"Hey, where are you going?"
"I have to go save him. Although Xuanyuan Zhao can be a bit foul-mouthed at times, he's been kind and loyal to me. I can't just watch him die in this illusion."
Wu Nianmu hit the nail on the head: "You clearly like him."
"I didn't." Lin Zhenzhen looked at him helplessly. "You're such a blockhead, what do you even know about liking someone?"
"You're such a stubborn woman. When you said those harsh words, you almost tore the bark off my old tree." Wu Nianmu leaned against his tree trunk, glancing at her sideways. "If you like him, why do you still speak ill of him?"
“I have the Moon Spirit Root, and I’m a heretic who mingles with demonic beasts. If you don’t sever ties with me, how can Xuanyuan Zhao still have a place in the spiritual cultivation world?” Lin Zhenzhen shook her head. “Fine, I told you you wouldn’t understand.”
Wu Nianmu stared at her, then sighed heavily, as if he had finally made up his mind.
He turned his gaze to the bright moon on the horizon, and slowly, a small seedling rose from his head. Its leaves unfolded, grew, and formed a pure white flower bud, eventually turning into a small white flower.
Wu Nianmu reached out and plucked the flower with a "plop," then shoved it into Lin Zhenzhen's hand.
"Alright, you can go now."
Lin Zhenzhen looked at the flowers in her hand, then at the Wunianmu tree.
"What does this mean?"
"Find him and find a way to make him eat this flower, then you can break the illusion. You've eaten my flower before, so you can walk around inside freely."
"So amazing!" Lin Zhenzhen exclaimed in surprise as she tucked the small white flower into her bosom. "You should have told me sooner! Thank you, Brother Wu. When I come back, I'll definitely go all over the mountain to pick the freshest spiritual plants to thank you."
"Okay, let's go." Wu Nianmu urged her.
Lin Zhenzhen hurriedly ran away, but after a few steps, Wu Nianmu's faint voice drifted from behind her.
"Inner demons are something that vary from person to person, and the combination of illusions can be very complex. If my flowers don't work, you'll have to destroy his inner demons yourself."
"Also, remember this, I was going to have this flower grow anyway, it was just a matter of time, so it has nothing to do with you."
Lin Zhenzhen turned around, and just then a gentle breeze blew by, causing the branches to sway and the leaves to flutter.
Wu Nianmu stood amidst the fluttering green leaves and gently waved to her.
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Lin Zhenzhen passed through the entrance to the illusion and entered the illusionary world woven from the Wunian Wood.
Along the way, she encountered many people, some overjoyed, some overwhelmed with sorrow, all immersed in illusions and unable to extricate themselves.
Since the limits of each person's illusion are unknown, Lin Zhenzhen must proceed with caution to ensure that she can successfully enter Xuan Yuanzhao's illusion.
After searching for a while, she saw the familiar gate of the Xuanyuan Mansion.
"Looks like this is it." Lin Zhenzhen was about to step across the transparent membrane when she suddenly heard two people talking in the distance.
That was Xuanyuan Zhao in his youth. He was still wearing a black robe and a jade crown, but his figure was much thinner than when he was an adult.
He looked anxious, gripping the person in front of him tightly on the shoulder, repeating over and over, "What happened to my father?"
The man in front of Xuanyuan Zhao raised his head, and Lin Zhenzhen saw his profile clearly, and her steps stopped.
It was Xuan Kang!
So whose illusion is this? Xuanyuan Zhao's, or Xuan Kang's?
"We encountered an unprecedented wave of monsters. Sect Master Xuanyuan was trapped by several Horned Weasels. I also fought my way out of the encirclement and came back to request reinforcements."
Lin Zhenzhen pondered for a moment. It seemed that what happened at this point in time was related to the death of Xuan Yuanzhao's father. It must be Xuan Yuanzhao's illusion.
The two figures quickly disappeared into the teleportation array. Before the array disappeared, Lin Zhenzhen quickly jumped into it and followed closely behind.
Lin Zhenzhen landed in a dense black forest, and heard deafening roars of demonic beasts.
She followed the sound and, sure enough, saw Xuan Yuanzhao's figure again.
He shouted "Father!" and charged into the chaotic pack of horned weasels.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Zhao had just entered the Spirit Venerable realm. How could he possibly be a match for a group of top-tier demonic beasts? Before long, he was knocked away in the chaos, his back slamming heavily against a tree trunk, and he completely lost consciousness.
Lin Zhenzhen quickly sneaked forward and helped Xuan Yuanzhao up, trying to pry his mouth open with brute force.
But he clenched his teeth and refused to open his mouth.
Lin Zhenzhen whispered anxiously in his ear, "Xuanyuan Zhao, wake up! This is an illusion. I'm here to save you. Open your mouth now."
A mournful howl of a horned weasel rang out from not far away, and then the roars of the monsters gradually subsided, indicating that the battle was over.
Wait a minute, Lin Zhenzhen suddenly realized.
Since Xuanyuan Zhao has already fainted and lost consciousness, from his perspective, the scene should be frozen and there should be no image.
Why isn't the fighting behind us over yet? Unless...
This is not Xuanyuan Zhao's illusion!
Lin Zhenzhen felt the hairs on the back of her head stand on end as she sensed someone slowly approaching her.
Xuan Kang's sinister voice rang in my ears.
"Whose daughter is this? What are you doing here?"
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