Demon Lord 3

I didn't expect this consciousness to let me explore on my own, offering no navigation or maps. I also didn't have any communication equipment, so disguising myself as one of those students on the spring outing was incredibly difficult. After all, it was already afternoon, and the students were almost leaving. If I tried to get dressed in a school uniform, it would definitely stand out. Forget it, I decided to just pretend to be an ordinary person and head back up the mountain. Halfway up, I noticed it was slowly getting dark. This place wasn't what I'd expected. There weren't any people, no flowers, no plants. It looked like a forest overgrown with weeds. What could be here? What was the secret? Was it a tomb raider? Curious, I looked at the consciousness that didn't speak to me for a moment, simply letting me explore without telling me anything. Every time I tried to ask, it played dumb, saying nothing. It was as if this consciousness was one and the same. This feeling grew in my mind. What could have caused me to become like this? I muttered more and more as I walked, ready to turn around and run. Unexpectedly, after I'd gone down a couple of steps, I found myself a little further up the mountain. What was going on? Just then, I'd stumbled upon a stone-like coordinate object. I didn't touch it to see if it was a stone, but it looked like a brick. But when I came back, I saw another large brick. It was like I'd encountered a so-called ghost wall. What should I do? I'd never encountered a true ghost wall before, and I didn't expect to encounter one so suddenly. What kind of incomprehensible existence was this? Being controlled by my consciousness was already frustrating, and now I'd encountered another ghost wall. I was furious and cursed myself, the voice in my mind, but it remained silent, as if I was cursing myself. Finally, I gave up and left it to fate. I looked here, there, and finally, I headed down the mountain. But after a long time, I still couldn't find the stone. I thought I'd escaped, but then I thought, something wasn't right. I slowly saw myself getting closer and closer to the pavilion at the top of the mountain. What was going on? Why am I getting closer and closer to the pavilion? I feel like I'm heading downhill now. What could have happened to me that could have put me in this state? It's like I'm stuck in a wall of ghosts. There's nothing I can do besides jump around and jump around, right? I rarely hear about such things. I thought those of us who practice cultivation would never encounter them, but I didn't expect it to become like this. What's going on? I've been here many times before, but it's become so terrifying now. My parents aren't around, and I've separated my companions from me. What should I do? I shouldn't have acted alone. This has always been strange. I already have this ability, so why am I being attacked by someone's consciousness? Am I too trusting, thinking that just because I'm powerful, I won't be in danger? If this person simply has a stronger consciousness than me and attacks me, I don't think I'll be able to fight back. Oh, it's all my fault for being careless. What should I do now? Now I felt like I was left alone to fight this battle. My body, barely recovered, had been torn to pieces by me again. And it wasn't fully recovered yet. After blaming myself for ages, I couldn't find any solution. I could only silently watch and see if the rock would move on its own. On my way back, I unexpectedly encountered the rock again. As I walked up the mountain, my position was still slightly upward. As I walked down, my position remained the same, proving that no matter what, I was always heading upward. So, what if I didn't move? Wouldn't my position move upward? After experimenting for a while, I found that my position wouldn't move upward. Now that there was no way out, I could go down. Does this mean our ultimate destination was the top of the mountain? Really, if there was a secret, why this? Wouldn't it be better to just walk up on my own? Slowly, I realized that I'd heard similar stories before, but I hadn't paid attention. The ghost walls I'd heard about were actually relatively simple. The old people usually said there were three levels of ghost walls. The first level involved finding the coordinates and escaping quickly through some means.