What is the most frightening thing in a high-difficulty dungeon? Not the powerful enemy, but the unknown mechanism.

Just like now.

Many times, as long as you understand the mechanism of the copy, the rest is nothing more than powerful enemies, and you just have to deal with them.

The Yaoguang statue wields the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, which is powerful enough to kill any of them instantly, but is still killed by the team's strength.

Even if you are afraid of encountering the ninth-level main room, you can still fight. However, if you don’t understand the mechanism of the copy, you may be defeated one by one and finally wiped out.

Zhang Yuanqing now doesn’t even know who the enemy is, nor does he know the reason for the mysterious disappearance of his teammates. He is completely confused and doesn’t know what to do.

"He forced himself to calm down. With their level, they have enough strength to deal with the crisis. They will not be in danger in the short term."

"Before that, if we figure out the mechanism of this level, things will turn around." Zhang Yuanqing thought quickly.

"We must have triggered the dungeon mechanism, which led to our strange disappearance. Xiahou Aotian disappeared when the Ghost Marriage Team passed by, and the others disappeared after they separated from me. Perhaps, it was not them who disappeared but me."

"My pathfinder corpse also disappeared inexplicably, but the corpse did not see the ghost marriage team, so the ghost marriage team was not the one that triggered the disappearance mechanism."

After this analysis, Zhang Yuanqing vaguely came to a conclusion that the trigger for the disappearance was entering this area.

When they entered this place, they had already triggered the mechanism of the second level, but the details of why Xiahou Aotian disappeared first and why the Yin corpse disappeared faster than his teammates have not been figured out yet.

Zhang Yuanqing landed lightly on the ground, dispersing the miniature sun behind his head and ending his status as the Fiery Sun God of War.

At this time, because it had swallowed too much Yin energy and the power of the sun, the Sky-Swallowing Beast's abdomen swelled and it stopped moving. It waited for fifteen minutes before entering the second state.

Zhang Yuanqing, carrying the Sky-Devouring Beast that had been fed and was no longer worried about attacking its master, walked towards the Golden Roof Palace not far away. He had already finished checking the residential area, and he was going to explore the Golden Roof Palace.

Although it may trigger a crisis in the temple and is a bit dangerous when alone, it is also the only way to quickly find a way to rescue teammates.

Thick black smoke filled the air, obscuring vision and clouding the senses.

Zhang Yuanqing walked forward cautiously in the dark. After taking a dozen steps, he suddenly heard a call from behind.

"Yuanzi, why are you here?" Zhang Yuanqing was stunned. This was Chen Shu's voice.

The next second, someone grabbed his arm from behind and said angrily: "You are hiding here again!"

Zhang Yuanqing felt a chill in his heart and instinctively turned around and punched behind him.

As he turned around, the smoke-shrouded environment turned into a summer dusk, with the sun hanging in the west and fiery clouds covering half the sky, magnificent and majestic.

He was sitting under a locust tree outside the village and punching Chen Shu in the abdomen.

Chen Shu, who looked a dozen years younger, frowned, slapped Zhang Yuanqing to the ground with her backhand, and said angrily: "You don't listen to me when I talk to you nicely. Do you have to fight me to know how to be afraid?"

Zhang Yuanqing's face was burning. He looked down at his fist in disbelief. It was so thin and small. Then he looked around himself and saw that he was wearing a white work T-shirt, goose yellow shorts, and a pair of Double Star running shoes with rubber spikes on the bottom.

How did I get here? His mind was in a mess, unable to think calmly, like he was drunk.

Chen Shu's scolding voice echoed in her ears, "I will be transferred to work in Songhai City tomorrow. If you don't want to live with your grandparents, then stay here by yourself. I'm leaving today and I don't want to care about you."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away. After a dozen steps, he saw that Zhang Yuanqing had not caught up with him. He was furious, stepped forward quickly, slapped him in the face, and walked away holding him by the scruff of the neck.

Zhang Yuanqing remembered that after his father passed away, Chen Shu planned to leave the town and return to Songhai to work.

But he didn't want to leave. He grew up in the town, where he had playmates and familiar neighbors, and there was a big locust tree where his father often took him to enjoy the coolness. All these places were filled with his father's scent.

Zhang Yuanqing burst into tears and struggled hard under the suppression of his mother.

At this moment, his heart began to beat wildly, "boom, boom, boom," each beat more violently than the last, and his chest rose and fell with the beats.

But Zhang Yuanqing suddenly stopped moving, his pupils dilated, and he became dazed.

After a few seconds, his eyes regained their depth, calmness, wisdom and brightness.

"Alas, Chen Shu is so annoying in the illusion too..." Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand lightly, and Chen Shu, the sunset, the locust tree, and the village all disappeared, returning to the smoke-filled Shushan South Garden.

He was just pulled into an illusion.

The illusion came from his heart and was one of the most unhappy memories of his childhood. Fortunately, the Phantom God's Heart was too special and gave him a "reminder". Combined with the professional characteristics of the Sun God, he was able to quickly break free from the illusion.

From this perspective, the others should have also entered the illusion. Logically, the consciousness would be pulled into the illusion, but the body would still remain where it was.

But Zhang Yuanqing did not see his teammates.

At this time, the golden-roofed palace was less than ten meters away from him, and only a vague outline could be seen in the black smoke.

He raised his hand and a golden ball of light appeared in his palm. The bright sunlight was like a torch, and the surrounding black smoke quickly receded.

Although it is not as powerful as the combination of Sky-Devouring Beast, "Rising Sun" and "Scorching Sun God" in diluting the black smoke, it is enough for "illumination".

With the help of the golden sunlight, Zhang Yuanqing looked intently. Under the eaves of the Golden Roof Hall, there was a plaque with neat regular script: Hall of Righteousness!

Zhang Yuanqing put on purple and gold armor, wore a golden dragon shield on his right arm and held a golden flame high on his left arm, then stepped over the high threshold and entered the hall.

The size and layout of this hall are no different from those of the Yaoguang Hall. On a high pedestal stands a handsome man with long flowing beard. He wears a flowing long shirt and carries a sword on his back.

The black smoke in the hall was so thick that even the golden flames seemed to be covered by a layer of black curtain, making it dim and difficult to illuminate the pillars within a range of less than ten meters.

Zhang Yuanqing was reading the life story of this Shushan elder in the hall beside the pillar with a wooden plaque.

This person was the Shushan Chang Lao of the Jin Dynasty, named He Xiaoyu. In his youth, he traveled around the Zhengshan Altar, and then he continued to roam the world for decades, becoming a well-known hero in the world.

No matter the white or black world, they all gave him some face, and he was even invited by the royal family to be a swordsman for two years, teaching the princes how to practice swordsmanship.

He returned to the mountain gate a few years later and lived there until his death.

It is true that Gou Zi from the village passed the imperial examination and became the top scholar, bringing honor to the family, so everyone built a temple for him.

There's nothing special about it. If he died of old age, his soul would have dissipated long ago. It's unlikely that he would degenerate into a vengeful spirit like Master Yaoguang.

"Yeah, it could be that some other evil creature has attached itself to the statue?" The flame in Zhang Yuanqing's hand quickly changed and condensed into a spear, which he threw hard at the statue.

After experiencing the illusion just now, Zhang Yuanqing felt full of confidence.

Illusion is his domain. Even if there are terrible inner demons, void beings, or evil spirits skilled in enchantment hiding in the temple, he is not afraid.

"boom!"

The statue shattered into pieces by the golden spear, but nothing unusual happened during the process.

Sure enough, it had nothing to do with the statue. The source of the crisis was something else. Zhang Yuanqing rekindled the golden flame and searched the hall...

He first checked the pedestal and touched the broken pieces of the statue. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he left the pedestal and walked to the left side of the Hall of Righteousness.

The golden flames danced through the black smoke, casting a hazy shadow on the wall.

Zhang Yuanqing casually glanced at the wall and his eyes suddenly froze. He saw a mural on the wall. The mural showed a deserted cemetery on a dark and windy night. A rotten coffin was opened and ragged zombies with rotten faces were surrounding a young swordsman. At the feet of the swordsman lay several decapitated zombies, one of which was Zhang Yuanqing's missing corpse.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly had an idea and finally understood the mechanism of the Zhengqi Hall level - illusion.

Anyone who enters this area will be drawn into an illusion, that is, into the mural, and then meet with misfortune, like a corpse, and be beheaded by the knight in the mural.

However, there was no tearing of Zhang Yuanqing's spirit, indicating that the part of the spirit that controlled the Yin corpse was still alive, but was trapped in the mural and unable to come out.

As an expert in illusion, he also understood the order in which his teammates disappeared. The weaker the spirit, the easier it is to fall into illusion.

The Yin Corpse was just a small part of his spirit that he controlled, so Zhu Zong's Xiahou Aotian was a bachelor with the lowest spirit strength, so he was the first to disappear in the team. Zhang Yuanqing himself had the strongest and toughest spirit and was a Void Being, so he encountered the illusion last.

Originally, he would have been pulled into the mural, but the special nature of the Phantom God's Heart allowed him to wake up in time.

"No wonder I haven't been attacked yet. There won't be any attacks. My status in the illusion realm has exceeded the limit of the copy. The mural can't pull me in."

There should have been murals in the Hall of Righteousness originally, and after being nourished by the Yin Qi, they evolved into an illusion...

This ordinary mural will not gain any magical powers even if it is nourished by Yin energy. The murals in the temple should have been extraordinary to begin with, but the illusion was activated and the original appearance of the murals can no longer be seen.

Zhang Yuanqing stood in front of the mural, stretched out his hand, and reached into the wall, trying to grab his own corpse out.

His palm touched the mural, ripples appeared on the wall, and half of his palm sank into it, but it was stuck.

A powerful force blocked his invasion.

In the field of illusion, if a bystander wants to break an illusion, there are two ways. One is to break it by force with the power of a higher status.

The second is to participate in the illusion, weave the illusion, and use the illusion to break the illusion.

Zhang Yuanqing said, "It can't do anything to me, and I can't suppress it, so I can only rely on illusion to break the illusion."

He opened his inventory, took out the brush used to draw tomb spirits, etc., mobilized the spiritual power of the phantom god's heart, and sketched an arrow on the mural.

The arrow melted into the mural, became a part of it, and shot the young swordsman in the heart.

The young swordsman fell in a pool of blood.

But at this moment, the rotten door of Haoyi Zhuang was knocked open, and two young knights rushed in and continued to fight fiercely with the zombies.

"Does it mean that as many swordsmen as I kill will come? If so, the entanglement will never end."

Zhang Yuan thought for a few seconds, then changed his strategy and drew crude lightning lines with his pen.

Suddenly, thunder rumbled in the charity cemetery, and silvery-white lightning filled with a breath of destruction struck the zombies, turning the ferocious evil creatures into charcoal.

The dynamic mural stopped and froze in this scene, without any movement for a long time.

Then, the mural disappeared, and Zhang Yuanqing's corpse and head rolled out of the wall, and that wisp of consciousness returned to his body.

Zhang Yuanqing, who had initially understood the operating mechanism of the mural, walked along the wall holding the golden flame and soon saw the second mural.

This is a spooky old house with white lanterns hanging all over it.

In the lobby, scarlet curtains were hung, white candles were burning with pale green flames, and paper figures with rouge painted on their cheeks and dull expressions stood in a row.

There were two paper figures sitting on the high hall, dressed as a rich man and a noble lady, with dull faces.

The bride and groom were kneeling in the hall. The bride was wearing a red veil, so her face could not be seen clearly, but a pair of pale hands with black nails were visible from her sleeves.

The groom's face was filled with fear, with cold sweat on his forehead. Although he was wearing a wedding suit, he looked as if he was frightened to the point of crying.

He looks about 70% similar to Xiahou Aotian.