Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

When Lin Fan and his companions finally reached the top of the sacred mountain after going through countless hardships, they couldn't help but hold their breath at the sight before them. It was a magnificent stone temple, ancient and majestic, as if the years seemed insignificant in front of it. The stone temple was embedded between the mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist, giving people a mysterious and inviolable feeling.

In front of the entrance of the stone hall stood two heavy stone doors, which were engraved with ancient runes. The runes emitted a faint light, as if to show the sacredness of the stone hall. In front of the stone door was a series of strange formations, in which the symbols intertwined and flowed, and the light flickered faintly, revealing an incredible power.

"Is this the stone temple in the sacred mountains..." Jiang Shuiling murmured to herself, with shock and awe in her eyes.

Jin Buke looked solemnly at the formation in front of the stone gate and said, "This formation looks extremely complicated. It should be used to prevent outsiders from entering."

Zhong Ling'er took a step forward and observed the formation carefully. Her fingers traced the shape of a symbol in the air. "This formation is indeed unusual... It seems to be testing some of our qualities, perhaps unity or will."

"No matter what it is, we must get through it." Lin Fan stood at the front of the team, looking firmly at the ancient stone hall. He could feel that the legendary magic weapon was behind this stone door. As long as they could pass this test, they would be able to master the power to fight against the Cangming Bell.

He took a deep breath and turned to look at his teammates, his eyes full of determination: "Are you ready?"

Jin Buk nodded, tightened his grip on the sword, and his eyes lit up with fighting spirit: "Be ready at any time."

"No matter what this formation wants to test, we will not back down." Zhong Ling'er smiled slightly, spiritual power flowing faintly in her hands, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

Jiang Shuiling also nodded firmly: "Let's go together."

Lin Fan led the team and stepped into the formation. The moment they stepped into the formation, the surrounding scene suddenly changed dramatically. The stone gate and stone hall that originally stood in front of them disappeared in an instant, replaced by an endless void. They stood in this void, and the surroundings seemed to have lost weight, with only a faint light floating under their feet.

"Is this... an illusion?" Jin Buke frowned. He could feel that everything around him was illusory, but he could not change his position, as if he was trapped in some invisible force.

At this moment, a deep and ancient echo began to reverberate in the void. This echo seemed to come from the depths of everyone's heart, carrying an unspeakable sense of oppression, directly acting on their souls.

"Why don't you give up? You can't win." The whispers echoed in their ears. The voice was low and ethereal, full of temptation and ridicule.

Zhong Ling'er's body suddenly trembled, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, her vision blurred, as if she saw countless scenes appearing in front of her. It was her family - the Zhong family's mansion burning in the fire, the family members shouted desperately in the flames, and the former prosperity and glory turned into ashes.

"No! No--" Zhong Ling'er's voice was full of pain. She stretched out her hand, trying to grab those illusory images, tears welling up in her eyes.

On the other side, Jin Buke seemed to be in endless darkness. The sword in his hand became extremely heavy, as if all his strength was gradually disappearing. He looked at the sword in his hand, with a trace of confusion in his eyes: "My sword...why has it become so weak? Is the swordsmanship I practiced really meaningless?"

Jiang Shuiling was enveloped in a turbulent water area, with waves constantly hitting her body. Her spiritual power seemed to be out of control, and water spells were running wildly at her fingertips, unable to act according to her will. Fear was revealed in her eyes, and her voice trembled: "No... I can't lose control of the water, if this goes on I will destroy everything!"

Everyone was trapped in their own fear, as if their deepest shadows were completely magnified, turning into irresistible oppression, devouring their hearts bit by bit.

However, in all the illusions, Lin Fan still stood in the void, his eyes did not waver. The low voice kept echoing in his ears, trying to shake his will and bring him fear. However, Lin Fan's eyes were as firm as a rock, he looked ahead, his heart was clear.

“No matter what fear or illusion, it can’t shake me.” Lin Fan whispered, with unquestionable strength in his voice, “I have already experienced countless hardships. No matter what lies ahead, I will not retreat.”

He walked forward step by step, his spiritual power surging in his body like a burning flame. As he moved forward, the illusions surrounding him seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and the sense of oppression in the void gradually dissipated.

Lin Fan walked to Zhong Ling'er's side and saw that she was immersed in an illusion with tears of despair in her eyes. He gently held Zhong Ling'er's hand and woke her up from the illusion: "Ling'er, open your eyes, all this is an illusion, we have more important things to accomplish."

Zhong Ling'er's body trembled slightly, and her vision gradually became clear. Seeing Lin Fan's determined eyes, she seemed to have found support, and tears flowed uncontrollably: "Lin Fan... I'm sorry, I..."

"It's okay, everything will pass." Lin Fan said with a smile, then turned to Jin Buke.

Jin Buke held the heavy sword, his eyes full of loss and powerlessness. However, when Lin Fan stood in front of him and patted his shoulder hard, Jin Buke suddenly came to his senses. Seeing the determination in Lin Fan's eyes, his heart seemed to be injected with a new strength.

"My swordsmanship will not disappear, I will become stronger." Jin Buke took a deep breath, tightly gripped the sword, and the confusion in his eyes was gradually replaced by determination.

Finally, Lin Fan came to Jiang Shuiling and saw her struggling in the uncontrollable waves. He reached out and pressed Jiang Shuiling's shoulder: "Shuiling, calm down and control your power. You are Jiang Shuiling, and the water is your partner."

Jiang Shuiling's heart gradually calmed down after hearing Lin Fan's voice. She took a deep breath, her spiritual power began to flow again, and the waves gradually subsided. She looked at Lin Fan, her eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you, Lin Fan."

Lin Fan nodded, then raised his head and looked forward. The illusions of each of them disappeared, and the oppressive feeling in the void gradually collapsed under Lin Fan's will. The deep voice seemed to roar unwillingly, but its power could not shake Lin Fan and his team after all.

"Let's go. This formation is just a test for us, but we will not be defeated by any illusion." Lin Fan said loudly. His voice echoed in the void, as if carrying some strange power, dispelling all the darkness.

As Lin Fan's voice sounded, the surrounding void began to crack, and the illusion was like a broken mirror, turning into countless fragments and dissipating in the air. Lin Fan and his team returned to the stone hall again. The rune light on the stone door gradually became brighter, and then the heavy stone door slowly opened in front of them, revealing a passage leading to the interior of the stone hall.

The scene inside the stone hall gradually appeared in front of everyone. The hall was extremely wide, with towering stone pillars supporting the entire roof. The stone pillars were engraved with ancient runes, and the light of the runes flickered like stars, reflecting a mysterious and dreamy light and shadow. In the center of the hall, there was an ancient stone platform, and on the stone platform was suspended a magic weapon emitting soft silver light, as if waiting for the arrival of a destined person.