"Again?"
Luo Chen shook his head, striding forward without hesitation.
This kind of illusionary realm might affect cultivators with less resolute will.
But throughout his life, Luo Chen had experienced countless illusionary realms.
Whether it was the dream illusion conjured by the Tongyou Pill, the Heart Inquiry illusion of the Ghost God Heart Asking Mirror, or the ominous aura of the Ghost Immortal Tower, none were easy encounters.
After extensive training, he had developed a strong resistance.
At this moment, even without the protection of Lan Ke Black and White Chess, his steadfast Dao Heart remained unaffected, and he continued his journey.
As he advanced, the illusionary realm kept evolving.
From initial visual allure, to rare delicacies that tantalize the taste buds, fragrant aromas swirling around the nostrils, and even demonic and celestial sounds echoing in his ears.
Luo Chen remained unmoved, but his heart was increasingly amazed.
