Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

After Lin Fan and the others entered the Phantom Pass, a layer of faint mist gradually enveloped the sky and earth. The mist seemed to have a spirit, entwining around everyone and making them feel confused. In the air, there was a faint whisper, like a dream, as if it was calling their names in a low voice.

"Everyone be careful, something is wrong here." Lin Fan held the Qiankun Axe in his hand and glanced around vigilantly. His voice sounded a little low in the fog.

"This mist feels very strange, as if it is interfering with my spiritual sense." Jiang Shuiling frowned and tried to explore with her spiritual sense, but there was always an invisible barrier blocking it.

"Don't separate! The formation of Phantom Pass is weird. We can't give the enemy a chance to defeat us one by one." Jin Buke gripped his sword tightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He is a cautious person, and in this unclear situation, he will not relax easily.

At this moment, there was a slight fluctuation in the fog, as if something was approaching. Zhong Ling'er's face changed, and she raised her hand and cast several talismans. The talismans burned in the air, turning into golden light, spreading in all directions, trying to disperse the fog.

However, when the golden light passed through the fog, it seemed to encounter an invisible wall and could only briefly push away the surrounding fog. Then the fog gathered together again, thicker than before.

"Something's wrong. This fog doesn't seem simple." Zhong Ling'er said hastily, with a hint of uneasiness in her eyes.

"Everyone calm down." Lin Fan said in a deep voice. He suddenly activated the spiritual power in his body, and a light golden light burst out from his body, forcing the surrounding fog back a few steps. However, this light could only disperse the mist briefly, and the fog gathered again after a while.

Suddenly, a deep laugh came from all around, the sound was ethereal, as if it came from countless directions and reached everyone's ears: "Lin Fan, you are here as expected. Welcome to my Phantom Pass, let me see how capable you are!"

Lin Fan's eyes fixed, and he looked around, trying to identify the source of the sound, but the laughter seemed to be everywhere, making it hard to figure out. He smiled coldly: "Huanmiezi? What's the point of hiding in the dark? If you have the guts, come out and fight!"

"A battle? Hehehe..." The voice chuckled in the air, and then a powerful spiritual power wave came from the fog, and a figure slowly emerged.

The figure was wearing a gray robe, his face was blurred, and he held an ancient mirror in his hand, the mirror surface was shimmering, like the ripples of a lake in the sun. Huanmiezi held the Phantom Mirror in his hand, standing in mid-air, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "Lin Fan, do you think you can break my Phantom Barrier with brute force? You are too naive."

The mirror trembled slightly, and a beam of light shot out from the mirror, instantly shining on Lin Fan and others. Lin Fan only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the scene around him suddenly changed - the thick fog dissipated, replaced by a dense forest, with towering ancient trees, swaying branches and leaves, and the sound of birds singing all around, as if he was in a paradise.

"What's going on? Aren't we in the Phantom Pass?" Jiang Shuiling looked around in surprise. The forest seemed so real that the texture of each leaf was clearly visible.

"This... illusion is too real." Zhong Ling'er couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Her hand holding the talisman trembled slightly. She felt that the power in the illusion was extremely strong, and even her spiritual consciousness could not see through it.

"Illusion? No, I'm afraid it's more than just an illusion." Lin Fan took a deep breath and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. He could feel that this illusion was not just a visual deception, but it penetrated deeply into their five senses and even affected their thinking, making them unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Jin Buke's expression was grim. He swung his sword suddenly and a stream of sword energy slashed towards the surrounding trees. However, the sword energy passed through the trees, but the trees did not change at all, as if the sword energy did not exist at all.

"This... our attacks are ineffective here!" Jin Buke's face changed slightly. He had never encountered such a strange situation.

Huanmiezi's laughter echoed in the air again: "Do you think this is just an illusion? The power of my phantom mirror is not an ordinary illusion. It directly touches your heart and amplifies your deepest fears and doubts, making you sink into illusions and never be able to break free."

Lin Fan gritted his teeth, feeling the pressure gradually increasing. He thought to himself, "The power of the Illusionary Mirror is indeed strong. Even the power of the Chaos Tower is temporarily suppressed. If this continues, we may get lost in this illusion."

He looked at his teammates around him. Each of them had a look of confusion and struggle. It was obvious that they were also fighting against the illusions in their hearts.

"I can't delay any longer. I must find a way to break it." Lin Fan made up his mind. He closed his eyes and began to mobilize the power of the Chaos Tower in his body, trying to let the power of chaos cover his entire body to resist the erosion of the Phantom Mirror.

The power of the Chaos Tower gradually awakened, and a vast aura spread from Lin Fan's body. That power seemed to be able to devour all illusions, gradually dispelling the fog that shrouded his heart. Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes, with golden light flashing in his eyes, staring at Huanmiezi in mid-air.

"Huanmiezi, your illusion may be effective on ordinary people, but to me, it's just a piece of cake!" Lin Fan shouted, and swung the Qiankun Axe suddenly. A domineering axe light shot straight into the sky and slashed towards the direction where Huanmiezi was.

Huanmiezi's expression changed slightly, and the Mirror in his hand shone brightly again. An invisible force surged out of the mirror, meeting Lin Fan's axe. The two forces collided in the air, causing a violent vibration, and the surrounding illusion also distorted, as if the entire space was shaking.

"Hmph! As expected of Lin Fan, he can actually stay awake under my illusion mirror." Huanmiezi sneered, and the light of the mirror in his hand became brighter and brighter. He used all his strength to mobilize his spiritual power, trying to trap Lin Fan and others in the illusion again.

However, Lin Fan's eyes were extremely firm. He activated the Chaos Tower again, and the shadow of the tower emerged from behind him, gradually expanding, as if it could devour all the illusory things between heaven and earth. The power of the Chaos Tower and the power of the Phantom Mirror collided with each other, causing strong fluctuations. Lin Fan only felt that the spiritual power in his body was rapidly draining away, but he knew that he had to make a concerted effort, otherwise he would fall into a deeper predicament.

“Everyone, don’t be fooled by the illusion! Concentrate and follow me to break out of this illusory prison!” Lin Fan shouted loudly, his voice was like a huge bell, awakening his teammates who were immersed in the illusion.

Zhong Ling'er was the first to wake up from the mist. She formed several seals in her hands again, and the talismans burned in the air, turning into light and rushing towards Huanmiezi. Jin Buke and Jiang Shuiling also used their spiritual power, and used their long swords and spells to attack the vague enemy shadows in the phantom.

"Ye Wuhen, you are the fastest, find Huanmiezi's weakness!" Lin Fan shouted to Ye Wuhen while resisting the attack of the Huanling Mirror.

Upon hearing this, Ye Wuhen transformed into a phantom and quickly shuttled through the illusion. His speed was so fast that he seemed to have merged with the surrounding illusions, making him elusive.