It seems that this mainly tests the Spirit Master's control over their own mental power, or rather, their concentration.

Qin Ming, who is often immersed in his artistic creation, can easily find that feeling.

The small pearl in his spiritual sea emitted a dazzling light, casting a golden glow in Qin Ming's eyes, and the illusion before him could no longer obscure his vision.

Having seen through the illusion and successfully calmed Xiao Pang down, Qin Ming felt confident.

Making his fantasy come true wasn't beyond his reliance on rote memorization and endless practice problems. The difficulty wasn't in understanding the underlying principles, but in controlling his thoughts after he knew them.

In such an extreme atmosphere, the more you think about it, the more terrifying it becomes, and it's easy to get caught in a vortex of emotions and find it hard to escape.

In a sense, knowing nothing and approaching things with sincerity is the best way to break the deadlock.

Qin Ming pondered carefully, but unfortunately, it was not easy to maintain a sincere heart; the path of cheating was more suitable for him...

These little gold beads are really nice; I'll get more next time.

…………

Not far away.

"What kind of place is this? It's even scarier now! If I come back, I'll be... Ugh, but it's not up to me! Stop grabbing me!"

Zhang He looked at his arm, new wounds piled on top of old ones, and felt like crying.

Well, his wild thoughts did cause a tiny bit of trouble for the Phantom Monkey, but he couldn't control them.

Originally, the Phantom Monkey, although not in a superior size and with overly keen senses, still had some talent and resistance to illusions, but was held back by its spirit master.

Look at my temper! The more Phantom Monkey thought about it, the angrier it got. It couldn't take it anymore and started scratching wildly...

"Ah..." Zhang He let out a series of screams.

The terrifying illusions that were constantly changing ahead paused for a moment. After a moment of stunned silence, the phantom monkey's eyes turned bloodshot, and its hands moved even more frantically...

The increasingly loud and piercing screams were so powerful that even Qin Ming, who had broken free from the illusion, was taken aback. Wasn't it said that there was no danger to his life?

Why does it sound so tragic?

The key point is that the voice sounds somewhat familiar...

Is this the next test?

It has to be said that the voice was very realistic and the emotions were very expressive. Qin Ming listened carefully and couldn't tell the difference between the real and the fake.

I thought I had seen through the illusion, but I didn't expect there to be a second layer?

Qin Ming's previously relaxed and triumphant mind tightened again, and he tentatively reached for the source of the sound.

After tasting the delicacies for a while, Little Fatty found that most of them were just for show, with similar internal flavors and no differentiating advantages. They were even inferior to the fish he had carefully raised in his space, so his interest waned considerably.

So, as soon as he saw Qin Ming make a move, he eagerly followed, thinking that there were endless delicacies in the world, but there was only one such good boss, and he couldn't lose him.

It's about to leave, and it didn't even call out to the turtle. Luckily, the turtle is reliable.

The chubby little paw patted Qin Ming hard, causing Qin Ming to stumble.

Without even turning around to confirm, Qin Ming said, "Shh—there's movement ahead. Let's sneak over and take a look."

Although Qin Ming had seen through the principle of the illusion, the energy here was complex, and various methods of exploration were still prohibited. He could only rely on his five senses and instincts to determine the direction.

Fortunately, Cangxuan had sharp hearing and eyesight, and an excellent sense of spatial orientation. With a flick of its tail, it pulled Qin Ming, who had gone astray, back.

"Oh, Qin Ming, you want to check what's going on there, not go away, right?" Cang Xuan wanted to confirm.

"Hmm." Qin Ming gave an awkward smile.

Because of the advanced technology on Earth, Qin Ming has a terrible sense of direction; he had previously thought that Keda had cured him...

"If it can't be cured, it means it's not an illness at all," Qin Ming suddenly realized.

"I understand, then follow along."

Cang Xuan looked at his absent-minded spirit master, a trace of worry flashing in his golden pupils. He waved his fluffy tail in front of Qin Ming's eyes, instantly drawing Qin Ming's attention back.

The Spirit Martial Continent is not as safe as Blue Star. Cang Xuan, the leader, is always at risk of being attacked, so it is not convenient for him to involve Qin Ming.

So, Cangxuan led the way, its tail tightly wrapped around Qin Ming's waist, as if afraid of losing him.

Although it was a bit hot, Qin Ming accepted his new look because he couldn't let Cang Xuan's kindness go to waste.

Under the radiation of the small golden bead in his sea of ​​consciousness, the different environments around him gradually became transparent in Qin Ming's eyes, turning into a vast expanse of white where he couldn't distinguish east from west.

He would occasionally pass by several unfamiliar spirit masters who seemed to be mentally unstable and were fighting against thin air.

Qin Ming gradually came to his senses. His hands trembled as he tried to take out his phone to record the scenery along the way, but unfortunately, the signal was interfered with and he was unable to record.

But Qin Ming was not about to be defeated by such a small difficulty. On the road ahead, he was determined to turn the impossible into the possible.

He kept exploring and probing—the energy density here is extremely high, and it is not completely ownerless energy from the outside world, so it has a strong exclusionary nature.

Unless a higher or more restraining energy is used to break through it, there is nothing that can be done and one can only be disturbed by it.

Qin Ming had his spirit beasts experiment with various skills along the way, but in the end, he set his sights on the little golden bead in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The origin of this golden bead is unknown, and it is suspected to be a gift from heaven and earth. Its power is like the sun in Qin Ming's perception. The power is bright and righteous. It seems ordinary, but it contains great power and can break through all illusions.

Qin Ming channeled his spiritual energy into waves and patiently began to tap on one of the beads...

Then another handsome young man with a captivating figure and twisted mind passed by. Qin Ming was anxious; he refused to believe that persistence would work...

Through Qin Ming's relentless efforts, a certain golden bead suddenly shone brightly. It expanded slightly, draining all the spiritual energy from it. After shaking slightly, it cracked...

The dazzling golden light not only illuminated Qin Ming's spiritual sea, but also influenced the environment around him.

Qin Ming, whose mental energy was depleted and who was slightly dizzy, had no time to sigh before he discovered that the golden light only covered an area of ​​about one zhang around him. The golden light was still flickering and dancing, as if it was fighting against some void, and it was difficult to push outwards.

Qin Ming quickly checked his phone, and the signal was indeed restored!

Hurry, snap a picture!

Don't miss out on this amazing show!

These are all precious materials and wonderful memories!

Outside, high-end, sophisticated testing instruments issued a series of red alarms, "Beep—beep—"

"Principal, an unidentified energy fluctuation is detected within Illusion Realm 3. Should all students be evacuated?!"

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