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Ling Xue stood up and slowly approached the creature. The surrounding environment was serene and mysterious, with dim light filtering through the gaps above, casting a hazy glow over the entire space.
The creature did not flee; instead, it hopped gently, guiding her forward. Ling Xue followed it, her heart filled with anticipation, wondering what it would lead her to discover. Under the creature's guidance, Ling Xue traversed a denser area of the Hanging Grass Field. A gentle breeze swept through, causing the Hanging Grass to sway softly, as if whispering ancient tales.
She arrived at a concealed cave entrance, where a thin mist lingered, obscuring her view of what lay within. Ling Xue hesitated for a moment before resolutely stepping into the cave. Inside, it was dark and damp; faint glimmers of light flickered on the walls, as if some mysterious force was pulsating within. Water dripped from the ceiling, creating a crisp sound that echoed in the silence of the cave.
She cautiously moved forward, uncertain whether the end of this cave would lead her to the Siam Illusion Realm she had been desperately seeking. As she stepped deeper into the cave, a mix of nervousness and curiosity swirled within her. The dim light seemed to serve as a mystical guide, leading her further into the unknown.
As she progressed, the cave's interior became increasingly peculiar. Ancient murals began to appear on the walls, depicting various strange creatures and mysterious rituals. These murals were vibrant in color; despite being weathered by time, they still radiated an enchanting allure.
Ling Xue paused to examine these murals closely, attempting to decipher clues about the Siam Illusion Realm. She noticed one mural featured a symbol resembling one found in the Hanging Grass Field, accompanied by a vividly colored creature.
From what she could see in the mural, that creature appeared to be the key to entering the Siam Illusion Realm. Most of the figures depicted in the murals were half-man and half-woman forms, all worshiping an Entity Woman who held a glowing orb in her hands—seemingly a source of life—surrounded by mysterious inscriptions.
A spark of realization lit up in Ling Xue's mind; she seemed to have found the key to entering the Siam Illusion Realm. Turning back to look at the colorful creature, she felt an inexplicable trust welling up inside her. The creature seemed to sense her thoughts and gently leaped into her palm. Ling Xue grasped it tightly, feeling a warm energy radiating from its body.
At that moment, the mysterious mural suddenly erupted with brilliant light, enveloping Ling Xue completely.
Simultaneously, a voice urgently transmitted: "Host, there is a barrier here that will soon isolate our connection." The voice grew increasingly frantic as it shouted: "Host, hurry!" But before it could finish speaking, its voice abruptly cut off.
A wave of intense unease surged within Ling Xue. The light transformed dramatically into a powerful vortex. She felt herself being drawn into it by an irresistible force, as if her body were being mercilessly twisted apart by its swirling motion.
Within the vortex, lights flickered erratically in dazzling colors that dazzled her senses. The air around her seemed distorted by this overwhelming power, emitting sharp howling sounds. Ling Xue's hair whipped wildly in the gale while her clothes flapped noisily. In this chaotic vortex's center, she felt as though she were immersed in an illusory world.
The surrounding lights shifted from fiery red like blazing flames to deep blue like profound ocean depths and then sparkled like a mysterious starry sky. She struggled to steady herself but realized how small and powerless she was against this immense force. The vortex spun faster and faster; Ling Xue sensed her consciousness beginning to blur as if she might be consumed by this enigmatic power at any moment.
In this realm of illusion, Ling Xue's willpower was pushed to its limits as she clutched tightly onto the colorful creature—her only anchor amidst chaos. The creature quivered slightly in her palm as if resisting this all-consuming force.
As darkness faded away, an indescribable joy surged within Ling Xue’s heart. She fought to suppress her emotions but couldn't help releasing short gasps of wonder now and then, as if expressing the tumultuous waves within her soul.
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