The next morning, Guan Heng, who was still sleeping in a daze, was woken up by five elders knocking on the door. Guan Heng, who opened the door, rubbed his sleepy eyes and complained: "I said elders, do you know that if you lack sleep, you will have dark circles? I don't want to be listless during the day."

"Mr. Guan Heng, we have been discussing for a long time and decided to take you to a place." The elder said with a smile: "That is a good place to enhance your strength in a short period of time. I think you will definitely be interested."

"Ah?" Guan Heng was a little surprised when he heard this, but he was still interested: "Is it true? Then I'll go and have a look with you."

After a while, the five elders took Guan Heng to a hillside behind the Wu Clan's village. The elder knocked on a rock with a wooden stick, "Boom--- creak!" The rock suddenly divided into two halves, revealing the entrance to the underground.

"Please, Mr. Guan Heng." The elder walked in first and said, "This place is where the five elders of our witch clan practice soul art on weekdays. Even the same tribe members in this village do not know where this secret is."

"Oh, that's right." Guan Heng felt the atmosphere around him as the elders moved forward. He found that the air here was smooth. Not only did he not feel dim and stuffy in the underground palace, but he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

A few minutes later, Guan Heng followed the five people to a wide room. Countless torches were lit on the rock walls, illuminating like daylight, and a huge circular magic circle on the ground. Guan Heng looked at it intently and found that this was a pattern of a human face, which was a bit similar to the witch god Heilag.

"Mr. Guan Heng, this place is the location of the Witch Clan Illusion Array." The Great Elder explained: "The so-called Witch Clan Illusion Array is a unique trial array of this clan. When the new and old elders of this clan are replaced, the candidates for the new elders must pass the level in this formation before they can get the formal appointment of the elders."

"This formation is very powerful, is it very powerful?" Guan Heng asked while touching his chin, "It seems that you have all entered this witch clan illusion array, right?"

"Not bad, but with our strength, it is already the best result to be able to pass two levels." The Great Elder said: "Fifty years ago, when I took over as the elder, I challenged the Witch Clan Illusion Formation and passed two levels in a row, but I was eliminated as soon as I entered the third level. I am really ashamed."

"No need to say that to the Great Elder." The other four elders laughed and said, "There are only a hundred years of people who can pass the two levels in a row. We have become elders after passing the level." "Several, what are the secrets of this witch clan's illusion array?" Guan Heng continued to ask, "Can you tell me?"

"This witch clan illusion array is actually a huge formation composed of countless soul bodies. "The great elder said to Guan Heng: "Our ancestor, His Majesty Heilag, is the main god who is best at soul art. He can turn the absorbed souls into his own use and use the power of these souls at will in a short time."

"Huh?" Guan Heng felt his heart moved when he heard this: "Isn't this the same as the ghost assimilation technique of my ghost swallowing beast? Although after I catch a ghost, I usually only read memories, once the ghost assimilation technique moves, it can indeed allow me to have the power of the ghost before my life for a short time."

"His Majesty Heilag once captured many powerful ghosts and undeads, and even many existences that were comparable to the strength of the gods." Another elder said: "He used these powerful souls to form this huge witch clan illusion array to test our tribe. This tradition has been going on for thousands of years."

"Yes." said the Great Elder: "There are many witch communities on Ashton Great 6, and every tribe has such an entrance and exit to the witch clan's illusion array, which are interconnected."

"How many levels are there in this illusion array?" Guan Heng couldn't help but want to give it a try when he heard this: "To be honest, after listening to your narrative, my blood was boiling all over my body."

"There are twelve levels in the illusion array." The elder said with a smile: "But, there are teleportation arrays that can quickly leave in each level. As long as you feel that you can't hold on, you can get out of here."

"I understand." Guan Heng smiled and said, "Then let's start quickly."

"Well, please stand in this circular magic circle." One of the elders said: "The five of us will continue to wait for the magic circle here, knowing that you will return from the barrier."

"Okay, then I..." Guan Heng was about to step over when the elder suddenly shouted: "Guan Heng, although you are very strong and much better than us, in order to prevent it, I still want to give you some self-defense."

As he said that, the Great Elder handed Guan Heng an ancient metal card: "This is a unique storage prop for our witch clan. There are some things that the soul body fears in the illusion array. Remember, if you can't beat it, come out quickly. We want you to go in and strengthen your strength, not to die."

"I know, Grand Elder." Guan Heng smiled and took the metal card and pinned it into the groove of his belt: "I am the one who cherishes my life the most, and I never do anything I don't know."

The other elders also stuffed Guan Heng a lot of things, all kinds of things, and Guan Heng was a little amused: "Hey, I have a lot of space rings on my body, but now I'm going to be bursting by you. OK, okay, stop at the right time."

"Stand in the middle of the magic circle." The elder gave an order, Guan Heng stepped into the formation, and he smiled at everyone and said, "Everyone, let's meet later."

"Swish!" A white light flashed, and Guan Heng's figure disappeared into the magic circle.

"Huh, he's in." The elder murmured to himself at this time: "I wonder what level we, Lord Inheritor, can reach the illusion array?"

"I don't know very well." Another elder slowly sat cross-legged and whispered: "It should be able to pass a few more levels than you and me. After all, the strength of others is there, and Guan Heng is much stronger than us."

"Hey, how about we bet?" The third elder suddenly became addicted to gambling. He laughed and said, "Just bet on how many levels can Guan Heng pass."

"Okay, I'll take a top-grade magic stick first, bet that I can pass four levels." "I'll take five monster crystal cores, bet that I can pass five levels."

"I have a pair of monster golden lions' fangs, engraved with wind-type magic circles, betting that you can pass through the pass...well, seven levels."

"Oh, you old naughty boys are too much, and they actually bet with Guan Heng." The elder shook his head helplessly. He had no choice but to deal with these old guys, so he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and then shouted loudly: "I have a set of ancestral martial soul armor, betting that Guan Heng can pass the twelve levels!!"
Chapter completed!