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Murong Yao and her companions successfully unlocked the mystery of the Phantom Realm, and the vision of the Pool of Time changed once again, leading them to the next challenge - the battlefield of the Phantom Realm.
The scene before them left them speechless. They arrived in a vast wilderness, with a hazy Phantom Mist drifting in the sky, and a magnificent desert stretching out on the ground. Sand dunes rose and fell with the wind, resembling an endless sea of golden sand. The scenery here evoked a sense of grandeur and solitude.
As Murong Yao and her companions tried to clear their thoughts, a chilling wind suddenly swept through, bringing an eerie coldness. Suddenly, a figure rose from the desert, a tall warrior clad in black armor, wielding a long sword, with a face as cold as ice and snow. This warrior was one of the pursuers sent by Tuoba Gui, and they had also been affected by the illusionary magic of this realm.
"This is Tuoba Gui's pursuer. We must stop them," Murong Yao said in a low voice, her gaze firm and resolute.
The warrior spoke, his voice as cold as the wind: "You cannot leave here, only death awaits you."
With these words, the battle began. Murong Yao, Tuoba Xuan, and the disciples of the fairy Yueshea quickly took defensive positions, preparing to face this formidable opponent.
The battle is filled with intense visual effects and action. The warrior swings his long sword, and the sword energy flashes through the air like lightning, while Murong Yao and others swiftly dodge, their movements agile and nimble.
"His swordsmanship is very skillful. We must cooperate to defeat him," Murong Yao turns to his companions and says.
In the upcoming battle, Murong Yao and her companions demonstrated an unparalleled level of cooperation. They worked together seamlessly, coordinating between offense and defense. The disciple of the fairy Yueshea quickly launched a wind spell, stirring up the sand and blocking the warrior's vision, giving Murong Yao and Tuoba Xuan the opportunity to counterattack.
"This warrior's strength is astonishing," Murong Yao said in a low voice, her expression serious. "But we cannot give up; we must defeat him."
The battle continues to escalate, with both sides unleashing their ultimate moves at the critical moment. The clash of swords sparks flying, the intertwining of wind and illusion techniques, creating a spectacular scene.
At the same time, dialogue and emotions are also being expressed in the midst of the battle.
"We cannot let them stop us," said the disciple of Fairy Yueshea, her eyes filled with determination.
Tuoba Xuan responded, "We will definitely overcome them, for our mission and future."
Murong Yao said, "This battle is not only against the enemy, but also a challenge against our own inner struggles. We must protect each other and complete the mission."
As the battle reached its climax, Murong Yao and her companions finally found a way to break through the warrior's defenses. They attacked together, pushing the warrior to the brink, and ultimately defeated him.
The warrior fell to the ground and could not get up. His illusion dissipated, and his existence disappeared completely. Murong Yao and her companions successfully completed this challenge and achieved victory.
They looked at the Pool of Time in the distance, knowing that the next challenge was about to come. In this realm of illusions, they not only defeated their enemies but also gained a deeper understanding of each other.
In the battle in the realm of illusion, Murong Yao and her companions successfully defeated the pursuers sent by Tuoba Gui. Their perseverance and teamwork helped them overcome the most difficult challenge. However, they knew that the final level would be the true test - the Bridge of Souls.
When they arrived at the bridge, they were immediately struck by its grandeur and mystery. The Bridge of Souls spanned the void, appearing as a crystalline bridge, but in reality, it was formed from the power of souls. At the end of the bridge, they could see an ancient and mystical palace, said to guard a mysterious spirit creature - a Qilin.
However, crossing this bridge was no easy task. Only a true warrior with a pure and selfless soul could successfully make the journey. The bridge was adorned with countless ethereal patterns, requiring each step to land on the correct one, or risk falling into the void.
Murong Yao and her companions carefully stepped onto the bridge of souls, their hearts filled with hope and determination. Every step required careful consideration as they cautiously moved forward, avoiding touching the wrong patterns. Phantom Mist surrounded them, causing their vision to become blurry, but they continued to adjust their pace, firmly believing they could overcome this challenge.
However, as they reached the middle of the bridge, suddenly, the Phantom Mist became denser, and a powerful illusion began to affect their minds. Their past and doubts began to surge, plunging them into confusion and fear.
"This is a test," said the disciple of Fairy Yueshea, her voice firm, "We cannot be misled by these illusions, we must maintain purity and faith in our hearts."
Murong Yao nodded, her heart filled with longing for Tuoba Xuan and the burden of their mission, but she knew they could not stop.
Under the influence of Phantom Mist, they continued to move forward, with each step accompanied by immense pressure and challenges. However, their spirits grew stronger and stronger, and their beliefs allowed them to overcome all illusions.
In the end, as they reached the end of the bridge, they saw Qilin quietly waiting for them.
When Murong Yao and her companions reached the end of the Bridge of Souls, their feelings were complex. Every step on this bridge was so crucial, and they knew that only those with pure hearts and unwavering faith could pass this test.
Qilin stood quietly at the end of the bridge, its figure tall and majestic. Its body was covered in golden scales, with sharp horns and eyes that shimmered with a mysterious light. Its presence was full of dignity and holiness, as if it were the ruler of this realm of illusion.
"This is Qilin," exclaimed Yueshea's fairy disciple, her eyes filled with awe. "It is said to guard a mysterious spiritual object, and only a true warrior can receive its blessing."
Murong Yao and her companions walked up to Qilin, feeling both excited and nervous. Qilin's gaze was deep and mysterious, as if it could see into their souls.
"We have come here to obtain the cloud dream grass, the spiritual treasure of the earth," Murong Yao said to Qilin. Her voice was firm and gentle, "We have endured many trials, our hearts are pure, and our faith is unwavering. Please bless us to obtain the spiritual treasure and fulfill our mission."
Qilin is watching Murong Yao, seemingly evaluating her words and intentions. The mist in the realm of phantom spirits gradually disperses, revealing an ancient treasure chest emitting a mysterious glow.
"This is the box of spiritual treasures," said the disciple of the fairy Yueshea, her voice filled with excitement. "We have succeeded!"
Murong Yao and her companions carefully opened the treasure chest, inside of which the cloud dream grass emitted a strange energy, seemingly containing infinite power.
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