The same method, once again channeling the Chaotic Power into her Sea of Consciousness.
Lin Wan'er's Illusion Realm, however, was completely different.
She stood in an endless sea of flowers.
Her mentor, the kind old man who raised her as his own daughter, was smiling and waving at her.
"Wan'er, come back."
"The sect needs you."
"Come back with me, and let's never be apart again."
The mentor's voice was so gentle.
Lin Wan'er's tears fell uncontrollably.
Ever since the sect was destroyed and her mentor died tragically, she dreamt of this scene every night.
She missed her mentor so much.
She took a step forward, wanting to run towards her mentor.
"Wan'er, don't go over there!"
Luo Qingchen's voice, timely and clear.
"Your mentor is already dead!"
"The one in front of you is just a monster using your longing!"
"No! You're lying!"
Lin Wan'er screamed hysterically in the Illusion Realm.
"Mentor isn't dead! He's right in front of me!"
