Deep in the dense forest of Wanchao Valley of Hengtian Sect, Lin Jie, who had finally escaped from the last layer of illusion, breathed a long sigh of relief.
In the illusion, he saw too many scenes that he didn't want to see, some that had really happened, some that were imaginary. The last one made him break out in a cold sweat - all the people he cherished were dead, falling in front of him, their chests pierced through by the man-eating vines, bleeding, and then they were sucked into an empty shell.
He looked at the empty shells one by one, and saw Meng Xi, Evan Drake, his master Huo Junxiao, his ancestor Yu Xian... and the girl at the end.
That was his long-lost sister.
Fortunately, between the extreme fear and chill, he still had a trace of rationality. He remembered what Evan Drake said, that when the vine killed people, it would not leave any empty shell at all.
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