"We can't let them take the Iron Spirit Grass just like that," Qing Shuang said firmly.
Luo Chen pondered for a moment, then said, "We need to come up with a plan that protects the Iron Spirit Grass without confronting them directly."
Qing Shuang nodded, knowing that Luo Chen always had a way.
"We could use Illusion Technique Talismans to create illusions to confuse them," Qing Shuang suggested.
A flicker of approval crossed Luo Chen's eyes, "Good idea, Qing Shuang, let's try it."
They began to quietly set up the Illusion Technique Talismans, their movements graceful, trying not to make any noise.
Soon, several illusions appeared in the valley, some were fierce Demonic Beasts, others were bottomless cliffs.
The group of cultivators was bewildered by the illusions, running around chaotically, some even trapped in the Illusion Realm created by Luo Chen and Qing Shuang, unable to extricate themselves.
"Now is the time, let's go get the Iron Spirit Grass," Luo Chen whispered.
