After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Jiang Liqian strode in and came to the center of the lobby of the pavilion. There was only a wooden table, on which stood an exquisite ivory and white pear flower-carved crescent cup.

The cup has a large mouth and a small body, and is crescent-shaped. There is only a red fruit inside.

But if you look closely, you can see that this "red fruit" is made up of countless "small fruits", and even the dewdrops on it look very realistic.

Jiang Liqian didn't hesitate at all, picked up a toothpick, poked one and put it in her mouth.

The next second, the scene in front of me suddenly changed.

The wind is cold, the sky and the earth are vast, and heavy snow is falling quietly.

She seemed to be walking forward all the time, her figure was disheveled and her figure was staggering.

His steps were unstable, leaving footprints in the snow, some deep, some shallow.

Large clouds of mist came out of my mouth, blurring my eyes. I didn't know where I was going, but my steps kept moving forward.

After a while, the white snow in front of me suddenly changed, the sky became paler, the blood-red sun was setting, half of it was night, and the other half was rosy.

She turned and looked behind her.

Each footprint was stained with red blood.

At this moment, the falling snowflakes turned into a torrential blood rain that fell down with a crackling sound.

It hit my face, my hands, and my dress.

Also, there is...

He suddenly opened his eyes, covered his chest and fell on the table, cold sweat dripping from his forehead and seeping into his collar.

Bitingly cold.

Jiang Liqian closed her eyes, suppressed the spiritual power that was beginning to run rampant in her body, and headed to the next floor.

After handing over a low-grade spirit stone, she arrived at the 52nd floor of the Coveted Pavilion.

In the center of the lobby on this floor is not a wooden table, but a porcelain vat filled with ice-blue lake water. A small paper boat is floating in the vat, and three pale yellow pastries are placed in the center of the boat.

Before I even eat it, the aroma that stimulates my taste buds hits me.

Jiang Liqian picked up a piece, opened her mouth and took a small bite.

The next moment, she appeared in the illusion again.

Still snow.

They fluttered down like there was no end in sight.

She walked in the snow, one step deep and one step shallow.

The setting sun in the sky is like blood, and the sunset glow is like tears.

The sunlight shone on her, but she could not feel any warmth.

She kept moving forward, and suddenly stopped. The moment she looked back, the world changed, and blood rained down from the sky like pillars.

She was bathed in the cold blood rain and looked around blankly.

Large patches of snow were dyed a terrifying red, and blood was flowing all the time. She staggered along the direction of the blood flow. She didn't know when, but she saw the tragic scene of corpses everywhere in front of her.

Her hands were shaking, as if she was trying to grab something, but the next moment, she returned to reality.

The spiritual power in his body was surging more and more, but Jiang Liqian didn't care.

She didn't stop and immediately stepped into the next floor.

The figure even unconsciously showed a bit of urgency.

Fifty-third floor.

In the lobby of this floor stands a thick dragon-shaped pillar, with a red glowing bead embedded in the center of the pillar.

And inside the bead, there is a willow leaf that is completely green.

Jiang Liqian pursed her lips and walked forward. When her hand touched the red bead, it immediately sank into it without any barrier and she took out the willow leaf effortlessly.

Without any hesitation, she opened her mouth and swallowed the willow leaf immediately.

A feeling of suffocation suddenly came over me.

This time, she still saw heavy snow all over the sky.

Then there was a continuous rain of blood.

She kept looking in one direction and running.

Everywhere she looked, there were piles of corpses and bones. Countless blood was spreading from the corpses and slowly touched her feet.

She staggered, and even breathing was painful.

The sky dyed red by the bloody sun was burning something fiercely.

She couldn't wait to run to the place where the corpses were, wanting to see clearly who they were.

But after running only two steps, the familiar feeling of dizziness came again and she returned to reality.

The increasingly agitated spiritual energy ran disorderly through her meridians, pricking her nerves.

But she didn't even sit down to meditate or organize her spiritual energy, and she rushed to the next level quickly.

Fifty-fourth floor.

Fifty-fifth floor.

Fifty-sixth floor.

……

The seventieth floor.

The seventy-first floor.

Jiang Liqian's face had lost all color. She bit her lower lip tightly, letting the taste of blood roll in her throat, and she stubbornly entered the illusion again and again.

Every time, it was heavy snow and bloody rain.

Every time, she was able to get one step closer to the corpses that no one collected.

Step by step.

Step by step.

The bloodstains bloom on the white snow, like plum blossoms that never give up.

The 80th floor.

The ninetieth floor.

The 100th floor.

She could no longer even stand, and could only rely on her hands, numbly half crawling and half kneeling to the center of the lobby on the 100th floor.

This is a pond filled with water, and in the center of the pond is a half blue and half pink lotus.

Jiang Liqian's eyes went dark and white, and traces of blood flowed from the corners of her lips.

She knew her body had reached its limit.

The restrictions of the Chanxian Pavilion were beginning to repel her. If she was smart, she would give up going downstairs now.

But she didn't want to.

She didn't know what she was obsessed with, but she just wanted to know who those people lying in a pool of blood were.

Soon, she would be able to see their faces clearly, and she couldn't give up.

Just a little bit more, she can do it.

It must be possible!

Gritting her teeth and mustering the last bit of strength, she stepped into the pool without hesitation with her numb legs.

All the bones in her body were suppressed by the powerful restriction and made a "creaking" sound in an instant, as if her body would fall apart in the next moment and could never be put back together again.

But the fragile little figure was still moving forward without stopping.

Finally, she waded through the cold water and came to the lotus.

This time, she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand to pick off a petal. Her vision suddenly went dark, and she brushed past the lotus and collapsed.

Her body sank into the water, and an immense sense of suffocation instantly flooded her five senses. She struggled to get up, but could only helplessly watch as her figure drifted further and further away from the lotus on the surface of the pond...

No.

No!

She can't just fall like this!

She still has people she wants to see and things she wants to do.

The Soul-Suppressing Pearl hanging on her waist suddenly burst out with a strong blue light, and her body was lifted out of the pool by the light. Jiang Liqian didn't know where the power came from, but she ignored everything and pounced on the pure and cold lotus.

The dizziness of the illusion came over me again.

This time, she braved the heavy snow and the bloody rain, and ran quickly towards the depths of the bloodstain.

Closer, closer, they are there!

Her heart began to beat violently. She walked to the nearest female nun with long hair draped over her face, held her breath, and turned her body over with trembling hands.