Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

Zhong Ling'er took a deep breath and cleared her anxiety. She knew that in this illusion, calmness was the only way out. She gently closed her eyes and felt the spiritual power flowing around her. The spiritual power seemed to be surging in disorder, but she could capture some patterns from it - these patterns might be the traces left by Huanmiezi when he set up the formation.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Ye Wuhen who was standing beside her. A hint of enlightenment flashed in Ye Wuhen's eyes, and the two of them understood each other and decided to work together to crack this complicated illusion.

"Senior Sister Zhong, I will be responsible for finding the weak points of the illusion array." Ye Wuhen said softly. His figure was like a wisp of breeze, shuttling between the mazes very quickly. Every time he flashed, he seemed to be probing the depths of the maze to see if there were any hidden flaws. Ye Wuhen's speed was unmatched. His body movements were like flowing light, passing through walls one after another, leaving afterimages in the maze.

Zhong Ling'er nodded and began to use her understanding of the formation to transform her spiritual power into tiny probes, penetrating deep into the walls of the maze to find the almost invisible eye of the formation. Her hands gently moved in the air, the spells kept changing, and the spiritual power flowed, as if resonating with some power in the maze. She felt the flow of these spiritual powers, and those spiritual power veins that were originally hidden very deeply gradually became clear under her detection.

Jiang Shuiling stood at the back of the team. She closed her eyes quietly and felt the changes in the spiritual power around her. She had a very high spiritual perception and could distinguish the subtle differences in spiritual power. Although Huanmiezi's illusion made her feel very troubled, she always believed that no matter how strong the illusion was, it would have its flaws.

As time went by, Jiang Shuiling gradually caught some unusual fluctuations. Those fluctuations seemed to be deliberately hidden, as if they were covering up an important existence. Her heart moved slightly, and she pointed to a certain direction deep in the maze, and her voice was crisp and firm: "Over there - I feel a strange spiritual power, maybe it's the direction where Huanmiezi is hiding."

Lin Fan's eyes lit up when he heard this. He nodded and looked in the direction Jiang Shuiling pointed. He knew that Jiang Shuiling's perception was always sharp, and the direction she found at this moment might be the key to breaking the illusion.

"Very good, let's move forward with all our strength to find Huanmiezi!" Lin Fan's voice was like thunder, adding endless confidence to his teammates.

Jin Buke stood in front of the team, his sword unsheathed, the sharp blade flashing with cold light. His mission was to protect his companions and not let any illusions interfere with their actions. His eyes were firm and cold, and whenever an illusion tried to approach, they seemed to be able to feel Jin Buke's calm and steady momentum. The illusions were nowhere to be found under Jin Buke's sword, and even though they were endless, his sword energy still cut them one by one without hesitation.

"No matter how many come, kill them all!" Jin Buke's voice was steady and powerful. When he swung his sword, the sword light was like a rainbow, destroying all the illusions that rushed towards them. He was not afraid in his heart. He knew that what he had to do was to buy enough time for Zhong Ling'er, Jiang Shuiling and Ye Wuhen until they found the flaw of the illusion.

The tacit cooperation between Zhong Ling'er and Ye Wuhen gradually changed the situation. The spells in Zhong Ling'er's hands changed faster and faster, and her spiritual power continued to condense. A trace of sweat appeared on her face, but her eyes were still focused and firm. Her spiritual power probe continued to penetrate the wall of the maze. Finally, Zhong Ling'er felt a weak but very special spiritual power fluctuation. The fluctuation was hidden in the layers of illusion. If she hadn't concentrated all her strength, it would be difficult to detect.

"Junior Brother Ye, over there!" A hint of joy flashed in Zhong Ling'er's eyes, and she quickly pointed the direction to Ye Wuhen.

Ye Wuhen looked at the place where Zhong Ling'er pointed, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He used his body skills without hesitation, turned into a shadow, and quickly rushed in that direction. His speed was as fast as lightning, as if he had merged with the air, and in an instant he appeared at the source of the spiritual power fluctuations. As he struck out with his palm, a faint ripple spread in the air, as if some kind of power was directly torn apart by him.

"Found it!" Ye Wuhen shouted loudly.

Seeing that they had finally made a breakthrough, Lin Fan's expression showed a hint of solemnity and excitement: "Okay, everyone, follow me!"

Lin Fan led everyone to quickly move towards Ye Wuhen. The light of the Chaos Tower shone brightly again, completely dispelling the illusions around them. The closer they got, the more they could feel the special spiritual power fluctuations. The fluctuations were filled with the aura of Huanmiezi, which was so cold and strange.

Huanmiezi seemed to have sensed their actions, and the illusions around him suddenly became more intense. The entire maze seemed to be shaking violently, and the gemstones on the wall flickered, as if the end of the world was coming. Huanmiezi's laughter echoed in the thick fog, with madness and unwillingness.

"You fools, do you think you can defeat me by finding my hiding place? I am the phantom, and the phantom is me. You will never be able to tell my true self!"

Huanmiezi's laughter was like a demonic sound, echoing in everyone's ears. Zhong Ling'er's consciousness felt a sharp pain, and Ye Wuhen's figure couldn't help but sway. Huanmiezi's final counterattack obviously greatly interfered with their actions.

"Don't let him disturb your mind! As long as we find the eye of the formation, everything will be over!" Lin Fan shouted, his voice like thunder, shaking in everyone's ears and dispelling the strange power that invaded their minds.

He lifted the Chaos Tower high and poured spiritual power into it crazily. The light of chaos instantly enveloped the entire maze, and all false illusions collapsed in front of this irresistible force. At the same time, Jiang Shuiling's voice came from behind: "Huanmiezi is in front!"

Lin Fan's eyes were like lightning, staring at the place where the spiritual energy fluctuations were the strongest. Huan Mie Zi's figure gradually appeared in the thick fog. His face was pale, and his eyes were flashing with anxiety and anger.

"You... how dare you force me like this!" Huanmiezi roared, and he quickly formed a spell in his hands, trying to activate the power of the Fantasy Mirror again and completely draw them into the illusion.