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Within the space shrouded by deep gray mist.
Wei Yang's footsteps moved forward slowly. By his estimation, nearly an hour had already passed.
And as he progressed further, he could clearly feel that the distortion of space was becoming increasingly complex.
The difficulty was gradually intensifying.
At times, he even had to circle around the same spot several times, taking winding detours before finally walking out of the endless spatial fold traps.
At one particular moment.
Tap.
When Wei Yang's step lightly pressed down on the gray mist beneath his feet—
Hm?
His heart suddenly stirred, and his gaze shifted toward the fog not far ahead.
There, ripples suddenly spread through the dense mist, and then a pair of young man and woman slowly walked out. And when Wei Yang saw their faces, his heart suddenly trembled violently.
A long-buried, long-forgotten memory quietly resurfaced from the depths of his mind.
"Father, Mother"
Wei Yang's expression froze, the words slipping out almost uncontrollably.
He stared blankly at the pair of smiling young man and woman. The feeling was both strange and familiar. Strange, because it was his first time ever seeing them.
Familiar, because in those faint childhood memories, their traces existed, deeply etched into the deepest part of his memory. This pair of young man and woman were, without doubt, the biological parents of this body.
At this moment, they stood not far in front of Wei Yang, smiling gently at him, waving for him to come closer.
Wei Yang raised his hand, wiping away the faint dampness that had unknowingly gathered at the corner of his eyes, and let out a muted, self-deprecating laugh.
Immediately after, his expression turned cold.
Staring at the pair of figures, he let out a faint sigh, and with a sweep of his sleeve—a surge of force rushed out, shattering the two figures directly.
As the two figures dispersed, what lay hidden behind them was instantly revealed—an overlapping fold in space. Within that fold, a faint, eerie black mist lingered.
Wei Yang reached out with his palm, and a wisp of black mist was drawn into his grasp.
Lowering his head, his eyes locked onto this strange black mist. In his heart, he understood that the illusion just now was connected to this thing.
"At the most unguarded moment, it quietly seeps in, stirring up the memories and weaknesses buried deepest in one's heart, huh?"
Wei Yang muttered softly.
A moment later.
"Heh." Black flame surged in his palm, burning the strange black mist into nothingness. He then stepped forward and continued his journey.
He could already feel that the exit to the Soul Fantasy Realm was not far. And on the road ahead, Wei Yang once again encountered many illusions born from his own heart.
Xian'er, Qing Lin, Yao Lao, Du Jiao, Ah Da, Wei Ye, Wei Shuo, Xiao Yan—every figure who mattered to Wei Yang appeared one by one.
However, having experienced the earlier test, Wei Yang's heart was no longer shaken in the slightest.
No matter how real those illusions looked, he merely glanced at them calmly, then waved them away, dispersing them before moving on.
Illusions stacked upon illusions, yet none could make Wei Yang stop again.
As he walked forward, after nearly half an hour, the gray mist before him gradually thinned. Then, a massive black vortex, spanning several meters across, appeared within his vision.
This was the spatial passage leading into the Pill Realm. Before the spatial passage stretched a fairly wide clearing. The space surrounding the clearing was heavily twisted.
Clearly, this was a resting point deliberately constructed by the experts of the Pill Tower using their methods.
At this moment, there were already several figures on the clearing, either sitting or standing. Each radiated a strong presence, clearly contestants who had already made it through the Soul Fantasy Realm ahead of him.
Most of these figures were spread apart, watching each other warily. Only a very small number gathered in twos and threes. Yet even then, their gazes toward others were filled with vigilance.
In a place like this, there were no friends, only rivals. Wei Yang's arrival naturally drew the attention of those already on the clearing.
At once, a variety of gazes, carrying different emotions, were cast upon him. When they noticed the Tier 7 badge on his chest, some expressions grew even more serious.
Feeling the stares upon him, Wei Yang's expression remained indifferent. His eyes swept over the clearing casually before he stepped forward, choosing an empty spot, and closed his eyes to rest.
Swish!
Not long after, a graceful figure dressed in purple alchemist robes, with a head of white hair, also arrived at this place. The appearance of this beautiful woman also drew some gazes.
But when they saw the Tier 7 badge worn on her chest, some of the thoughts that had just surfaced were quietly withdrawn.
Xian'er's beautiful eyes swept around, her expression cold. When she saw Wei Yang sitting there with eyes closed in meditation, her gaze brightened slightly. Her figure moved, and she came to Wei Yang's side, softly saying: "Brother Yang."
Wei Yang opened his eyes, a gentle look flickering within them. He reached out to tidy a few slightly messy strands of hair by her cheek, then continued to rest with eyes closed. Xian'er smiled faintly, moved behind Wei Yang to stand, and also closed her eyes.
As time passed.
Shua! Shua! Shua!
Figures arrived one after another.
Clearly, although this Soul Fantasy Realm had stumped quite a few people, there were still more who had the strength to walk out successfully.
Of course, that didn't mean those who came first were stronger than those who came later. Because the positions where contestants entered the twisted space were arranged randomly.
Some were lucky, their path slightly shorter. Some were unlucky, their path slightly longer.
Shua!
Covered entirely in a wide black robe, faintly exuding a chilling aura, Ah Da also arrived here.
From under the shadow of the cloak, a pair of gloomy eyes swept about, and very quickly landed on Wei Yang. His figure flickered, and he came to Wei Yang's side, slightly bowing, softly saying: "Master, Mistress."
Not long after Ah Da's arrival, Xiao Yan also rushed over.
"Brother Wei."
As those arriving gradually became fewer.
Wei Yang and the others, along with those present, tacitly opened their eyes, gazing toward the spatial passage not far ahead. Before that passage sat an old man in ordinary clothes.
Beneath the old man was a giant tortoise, its entire body black as if forged from iron, lying prone, while the old man sat cross-legged on its back.
From the badge on his chest, it was clear he belonged to the Pill Tower. When Wei Yang's gaze fell on this lazy-looking old man, his eyebrows lifted slightly.
He found that he could not clearly see through the specific strength of this tortoise-riding old man.
"No wonder it's the Pill Tower. Truly a place of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Even a random one that appears is a hidden expert."
Beside him, Xiao Yan also felt a chill in his heart.
Just as they withdrew their gazes, that old man who had seemed half-asleep suddenly opened his eyes and looked over.
In that instant, Wei Yang felt a powerful spiritual oppression sweep toward him.
His eyes narrowed slightly. Not bad.
Spirit Realm soul!
And his strength was at least above Five-Star Dou Zun.
The old man, eyes now open, looked deeply at Wei Yang's group of four, lingering for a moment especially on Xian'er and Ah Da. Then his gaze swept the crowd, as he lazily said: "The time is about right. You may enter the Pill Realm now."
"Everyone entering must come to me to receive a task slip, a map of the Pill Realm, and a spatial stone."
"The task slip lists the medicinal ingredients you must search for inside. Only by gathering all of them can you be considered to have successfully passed this trial."
"As for the map, I won't say much. It has the location of the exit from the Pill Realm. Once you have gathered the required ingredients, head there."
"The spatial stone is for saving your life. If you encounter a situation threatening your life, crush it, and you will automatically be transported out of the Pill Realm."
"But crushing the spatial stone also means you lose the qualification to continue in the competition. Understood?"
When he finished, the old man slowly lifted his eyelids. At his words, everyone all lightly nodded.
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