"To protect the peace of the world."

Step over two stone steps again.

"We can do anything."

Another two stone steps were passed.

At this time, the distance between him and the skeleton man was less than one meter, and there were only two stone steps left, but Master Wuhen stopped, and the two steps seemed like a natural moat.

The skeleton man seemed relieved, and the fire of soul in his eyes burned slowly, "Twenty years ago, you also stopped at the last two stone steps, and there was no trace of the past. As I said just now, you didn't want to embrace your nature, and How to advance to the Phantom God? If you can�t make it, the power of the Phantom God will destroy your sanity and turn you into a madman even more depraved than Lingtuo.�

Master Wuhen stood where he was, and asked calmly, "So, do you think that I will come here again after twenty years to reminisce about the old days?"

The soul fire in the skeleton man's eye socket stagnated.

Master Wuhen clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice:

"Amitabha, I have proclaimed myself for twenty years, just to train my mind!"

The last two levels are passed in one step.

After more than twenty years, he finally finished walking the steps and came to this place that symbolizes the pinnacle of illusionists.

"You..." The fire of soul in the skeleton man's eyes trembled violently. He couldn't tell whether it was anger or fear, and he roared: "Why can't you follow your nature, why don't you embrace yourself, you are an illusionist, you are an illusionist!!"

Master Wuhen didn't look at it, just pointed lightly: "Amitabha, the Buddha said, you should return to nothingness."

The fire of soul in the skeleton man's eye sockets was extinguished.

The gatekeeper who was supposed to be the boss of the instance fell into eternal silence.

Dream Palace.

The Great Elder of the Nan faction on the golden throne suddenly raised his head and looked towards the highest place in the dark.

"Master?"

The Great Elder stood up and looked up at the sky.

No one responded, but immediately after, the palace shrouded in dense fog began to appear unreal, the pillars supporting the dome disappeared, the red carpet disappeared, and even the golden throne beneath him also began to disappear.

The entire palace is like a fading oil painting, the only thing that is not affected is the six-meter-tall cloaked man.

The Great Elder of the Southern School.

In a short time, the palace completely disappeared, and a new picture scroll was born. The blue sky unfolded like a curtain, and the sun was also outlined. Then there is the endless grassland, spreading out in the field of vision, spreading to the horizon.

After the formation of the grassland, small jewel-like lakes "bubbled" out of the depressions.

Then, the horses appeared, and the birds appeared.

A magnificent grassland scene was outlined, but in the next second, the scene of the grassland turned into a barren Gobi, and the Gobi turned into an aquarium-like seabed.

In just a dozen seconds, the Great Elder experienced landscapes such as oceans, grasslands, Gobi, and forests.

These are both illusion and reality.

In the end, all the scenery faded away, thin cloudy clouds spread from the horizon, the sky was dim and pale, the dark brown earth undulated, and the rotten bones were like sores growing on the earth. JrNovels.com