Wuxie held the ancient jar tightly, thinking silently about the Zhang family's secrets and mission.Just as he was about to step into the flaming secret room, the surroundings suddenly burst into flames, as hot as purgatory.He knew full well that this might be a test of illusion, but he resolutely rushed into the sea of fire. The severe pain on his face made him temporarily lose consciousness. When the fire light dissipated, the jar was gone.He tried repeatedly, but failed every time, as if there was an invisible force blocking him.
On the edge of confusion and clarity, Wu Xie felt a force dragging him in a trance. Was it an illusion?Or is there someone else?He had no time to think about it, only the jar could guide him to meet the Zhang family compatriots.This time, he rushed into the sea of fire desperately with determination, silently remembering the Zhang family's beliefs in his heart.In the illusion, he seemed to be fighting countless phantoms. When he finally woke up, he found that he was outside the secret room and the jar was safe and sound.
The words of the patriarch echoed in his ears, and the choice between sacrifice and freedom strengthened his belief.He put on Zhang Qiling's mask and lit fireworks on the top of the mountain. At that moment, the sky was illuminated by brilliant light. The sound of firecrackers was the response of the Zhang family. They gathered from all directions to add strength to Wu Xie's journey.
On the other side, Zhang Nian and Zhang Jiuri noticed something strange. Zhang Nian used the black shadow in the surveillance to set up a trap, while Zhang Jiuri went with his sword in full expectation.However, Wu Xie was already prepared. The illusion of the hexagonal bell put Zhang Jiuri into trouble, and Zhang Nian's conspiracy made the situation take a turn for the worse.Amidst the roar of the bomb, Zhang Jiuri fell down, but Zhang Nian's grin could not last long. Wuxie activated the bell again, causing Zhang Nian to step into the abyss of illusion.