In the city, various buildings are lined up in rows, towering into the clouds. Each building is a hundred feet high, like a demonic mountain, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.
The atmosphere here is extremely cold, and there is a figure standing not far away.
Lin Han immediately ran over and asked, only to learn that everything in front of him was indeed an illusion.
And this figure is the spirit that guides the illusion.
The spirit of the illusion said to Lin Han: "You are really a talent, you can actually get here. This trial is called the questioning trial. You need your soul to enter the illusion, seek answers, and successfully pass all the way to reach the destination.
Otherwise, you will be trapped in the illusion forever and become a lonely ghost, unable to transcend reincarnation."
Lin Han smacked his tongue, he didn't expect this trial to be so cruel.
"Then how can I pass the level?"
He frowned.
"It's very simple, just keep your heart and don't indulge in it."
The spirit of the illusion smiled slightly and pointed to the position of his heart.
"Well……"
Lin Han was stunned for a while.
The power of the spirit of illusion is unfathomable. How easy is it to defeat it?
"My friend, please."
The spirit of the illusion seemed to penetrate Lin Han's concerns, smiled faintly, and waved his hand.
In an instant, the surrounding scene changed again.
Lin Han opened his eyes and saw that he was holding a bamboo stick and standing in front of the city gate, becoming a soldier guarding the city.
"Oh, I'll go."
Lin Han couldn't help but yell, he had become a soldier guarding the city out of nowhere, what a shame.
At this time, Lin Han only felt that his identity was extraordinary, but all his original memories had been sealed.
He is now a soldier guarding the city, and he has no magic at all.
"Hahaha, Lin Han, you finally have today."
At this moment, a wild laughter suddenly sounded outside the city gate.
Immediately afterwards, surrounded by a group of fierce guards, a carriage drove over.
On the carriage, three young men and women were sitting.
Two are handsome and unrestrained, the other is delicate and delicate, with a pink and cute face.
"Brother, what should I do with this guy?"
The pretty girl pointed to the bamboo stick in Lin Han's hand, blinked her watery eyes, and said.
"Humph, he's just a gatekeeper. He dares to disobey the wishes of our Zhao family. He is really bold."
A handsome young man said lightly with a cold smile on his lips.
Hanging on his waist was a token with the character Zhao engraved on it, showing his identity as a member of the Zhao clan.
His name is Zhao Wulong, and he is a direct disciple of the Zhao clan.
Lin Han recalled it carefully, and finally remembered that he had offended the Zhao family by blocking them from entering the city, so he was targeted by them.
"Boy, kneel down and kowtow three times. I may consider sparing your life."
Zhao Wulong looked down at Lin Han with a contemptuous smile.
"Why?"
Lin Leng said coldly.
"Why? Just because I'm from the Zhao family."
Zhao Wulong said proudly.
The Zhao family is one of the most powerful forces in the city. Although he is only a branch of the Zhao family, he is still enough to be feared.
What's more, he also has a powerful father, Zhao Yuan, who is an elder of the Zhao family.
Lin Han shook his head and said coldly:
"You are just relying on your family's influence to dominate. I hate this kind of people the most."
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Hearing this, Zhao Wulong suddenly became furious.
He has always been domineering, when did he receive such an insult?
"Brothers, catch this kid, strip him naked, and throw him on the street for public display."
At that moment, he said viciously.
Several guards nodded and rushed towards Lin Han.
They are all ordinary cultivators, but they are among the elite in the entire city lord's mansion.
"Hey, boy, if you piss off our young master, prepare to face the Zhao family's wrath."
"Boy, you brought this upon yourself."
"Boy, hurry up and kneel down, kowtow to our young master and confess your sins." Several guards said with a ferocious smile.
They were all confident and expected that Lin Han would definitely not be their opponent.
"You are just a lowly city gate guard. How can you stand up to cultivators like us? Why don't you just surrender quickly to avoid suffering."
One of the guards said coldly.
Lin Han's face darkened, and suddenly his heart moved. He suddenly remembered that he was undergoing a trial here. He had to keep his heart longing for immortality and abandon distracting thoughts.
"You don't deserve it."
The next moment, Lin Lenghan spat out six words and punched out.
Accompanied by several screams, the guards instantly exploded into a rain of blood, leaving no trace of their corpses.
Lin Han's attack was too fierce. Even if they took some precautions, they still couldn't stop Lin Han's attack.
"This... is so strong."
The people around were trembling with fear. Those people just now were all cultivators of the eighth level of the Golden Core Realm. As a result, Lin Han was killed with one move.
Lin Han turned to look at the spirit of the illusion and said:
"Have I passed the test now?"
"Well, you should rest for a while first."
The spirit of the illusion's expression froze for a moment, then nodded.
Lin Han nodded!
The surrounding scenery also changed back to its original appearance.
The spiritual path of fantasy:
"It seems that this test has not troubled you. I will arrange the next test immediately."
Lin Han was startled. Before he could speak, the scenery in front of him changed and he was brought into an illusion again.
This time he became a young man whose foundation was destroyed, living in a village and leading an ordinary and poor life.
This is an isolated world.
His parents died young, and the only thing left to him was a dilapidated house and a table and chair.
One night, several horses came to the entrance of the village, with several tall young men sitting on the horses.
"Hey, loser, get out of here, you're blocking our way."
The young man at the head, condescendingly scolded Lin Han.
They were bandits from a nearby village, and they robbed passing merchants outside the town.
Lin Han ignored it and continued to sit cross-legged in the corner, meditating silently.
"Damn it, you brat, I think you deserve a beating."
The young man was furious and drew his sword directly, intending to chop him with the sword.
Lin Han opened his eyes, staring at the young man with a sharp and intimidating edge, like two swords.
"ah!"
When Lin Han looked at him like this, the young man felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He fell to the ground with a thud and was in a very embarrassing state.
"you……"
The rest of the bandits were all shocked, with horrified faces on their faces.
"You bastard, give it to me and kill him."
Finally, the young man got up and roared through gritted teeth.
The remaining bandits also drew the scimitars from their waists and charged towards Lin Han.
This time, they used the secret skill of combined attack, and each scimitar emitted a jet-black light.
Lin Han tried to cast the spell, but found that he couldn't cast it at all.