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In the Spirit Deer Illusion Forest, the eerie, hallucinatory floral fragrance, like an invisible magic net, completely enveloped Zhu Xiang'er, Wu Dongzi, Shi Linnan, and Shi Yuan, dragging them into the abyss of their own minds.

Before Zhu Xiang'er's eyes, a fairyland shrouded in mist leisurely appeared. Colorful exotic flowers and herbs bloomed freely, their petals shimmering with a dreamlike luster. A fairy spring gurgled, its splashes of water sparkling like pearls. A group of little fairies, dressed in colorful clothes and with innocent faces, skipped and hopped over, their laughter as clear and melodious as silver bells: "Sister Xiang'er, come and play with us!" Zhu Xiang'er was pulled along by them, joyfully weaving through the flowers, playing hide-and-seek. She ran lightly, reaching out to touch the delicate, dewy petals, immersed in this carefree joy, casting aside all the fatigue and worries of her past adventures.

Wu Dongzi found himself in a room that was all too familiar, yet utterly oppressive. The walls were made of cold stone, their rough surfaces radiating a chill. Only a small window let in a meager sliver of light, casting a dim patch on the floor. Yes, this was the solitary confinement room his father used to punish him. In his youth, his playful and restless nature had often led to various troubles, resulting in numerous periods of confinement here as punishment.

At that moment, his father's stern and imposing face appeared before him without warning. His father's eyes burned with rage, as if they wanted to scorch him: "You are so unruly and incompetent, all you know how to do is cause trouble all day long. When will you ever amount to anything! You are ruining the family's honor!" His father's voice was as loud as a bell, echoing in the small room, making Wu Dongzi's ears ring.

Wu Dongzi felt as if he had been transported back to those helpless moments of the past, his heart filled with grievance and resentment. He opened his mouth, wanting to defend himself, but something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a word of rebuttal. Under his father's powerful authority, his courage vanished instantly, and he could only silently curl up in the corner of the room, his body trembling slightly.

He looked around at everything that was both familiar and cold, and self-doubt grew wildly in his heart like weeds. Was he really that bad, always disappointing his father? Was it true that no matter how hard he tried, he could never meet his father's expectations? These negative thoughts swirled in his mind, like sharp knives piercing his heart. Sweat seeped from his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and soaking his clothes.

Shi Linnan's world instantly transformed into a dark void, and the Myriad Demon Manual floated before him without warning. Its pages flipped rapidly, at a dizzying speed. The demons depicted on each page seemed to come alive, breaking free from the paper's constraints and lunging at him with bared fangs and claws. Some demons had hideous, terrifying faces, their blood-red eyes gleaming with greed; some wielded incredibly sharp claws, tearing through the air with a piercing whistling sound; others spewed nauseating venom, which dripped onto the ground with a sizzling sound, instantly corroding deep holes.

Surrounded by hordes of demons, Shi Linnan's heart pounded as if it would leap out of his throat. He frantically swung nonexistent weapons, attempting to fend off the monsters' attacks. However, to his horror, he discovered that his attacks were like stones sinking into the sea, utterly ineffective against these creatures. Fear overwhelmed him like a surging tide; his breathing became rapid and heavy, his legs began to weaken, and he felt as if he were about to be swallowed whole by the endless darkness and evil.

Shi Yuan's situation was the most miserable. He was surrounded by vengeful spirits, emitting chilling screams. These spirits' bodies were as ethereal as smoke, yet their twisted faces and expressions of pain were clearly visible. They stretched out their pale, skeletal hands and viciously grabbed at Shi Yuan, each touch feeling like countless cold needles piercing his skin.

Shi Yuan's spiritual power had been completely exhausted in the previous battle with the World-Eating Netherscale Python, leaving him utterly powerless. The vengeful spirits, as if finding an outlet for their rage, tormented him with increasing frenzy. They tore at his limbs, contorting his body into grotesque shapes, while emitting chilling, maniacal laughter: "You've finally met your match! What you did to us, you'll pay tenfold!" Shi Yuan struggled in agony, his face filled with terror and despair. His body was riddled with holes, every inch of his skin seemingly enduring excruciating pain. However, no matter how much he struggled, he could not escape the vengeful spirits' clutches.

At the top of the Astrological Tower in the Spirit Deer Kingdom, High Priestess Zhu Feng'er anxiously gazed at the image of Zhu Xiang'er and the others trapped in an illusion within the crystal ball. She parted her lips slightly and began to chant a secret incantation, her voice soft yet containing immense spiritual power.

"Heaven and earth, spirits, heed my command! Illusion shatters, the mind is cleared anew." Zhu Feng'er's song drifted on and on, like a gentle breeze, reaching the depths of the Spirit Deer Illusion Forest.

In Zhu Xiang'er's fairyland, this spiritual energy transformed into a clear stream of light. The figures of the little fairy children instantly blurred, and a deep crack appeared in the once magnificent fairyland. From within the crack came Zhu Feng'er's gentle call: "Xiang'er, wake up, this is all an illusion." Zhu Xiang'er trembled, as if waking from a dream, and the confusion in her eyes gradually dissipated.

In Wu Dongzi's confinement cell, spiritual energy transformed into a gleaming key, which he inserted into the tightly closed door. With a "click," the lock opened, and light poured in. At the same time, Zhu Feng'er's voice rang in his ears: "Dongzi, don't be bound by the past, bravely move forward." Wu Dongzi gazed at the light, and the phantom of his father gradually faded. He took a deep breath, stood up, and strode towards the light.

On the dark battlefield where Shi Linnan fought against the demons, his spiritual energy coalesced into a sturdy shield, forcing the demons back. Zhu Feng'er's chanting came: "Linnan, do not fear, hold fast to your heart." Shi Linnan took this as a boost, his fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes, and he clenched his fists, ready to break through the predicament.

Within the space where Shi Yuan was tormented by vengeful spirits, spiritual energy transformed into pure flames, scorching the spirits. Zhu Feng'er's voice was like heavenly music: "Shi Yuan, break free from this pain and regain your strength." Under the protection of the flames, Shi Yuan gradually regained his strength, fought back fiercely, and drove away the vengeful spirits.

On the Astrological Tower, Zhu Feng'er stopped singing, slightly out of breath, her eyes full of expectation, hoping that the children could take this opportunity to break free from the illusion and return to the right path.

Outside the illusionary realm, the enchanting flower fairy was basking in the pleasure of her impending harvest. She was surrounded by multicolored petals, like the delicate wings of a butterfly, each shimmering with a mysterious, ethereal light.

Suddenly, the smile on her face froze, and her brows furrowed into a deep frown. She had realized that her carefully crafted illusion had been shattered by a mysterious force, and Zhu Xiang'er and the others were gradually regaining their senses. A fierce glint flashed in the flower demon's eyes. "Hmph, how dare you ruin my plans! I won't let you escape like this!"

She moved her hands rapidly, chanting incantations. The once tranquil flowerbed instantly came alive, countless thick vines bursting from the ground like ferocious pythons, lunging towards Zhu Xiang'er and the others. The vines were covered in sharp thorns, gleaming coldly in the sunlight, and wherever they passed, the grass and trees were shredded.

At the same time, the flower fairy spun around, transforming into a streak of multicolored light, and rushed towards the crowd. Sharp petal blades condensed at her fingertips, gleaming coldly, ready to deliver a fatal blow to these uninvited guests.

"Die!" the flower demon screamed, her voice sharp and piercing, like the hooting of an owl. She charged at Zhu Xiang'er first, believing that Zhu Xiang'er was the key to breaking the illusion, and that once she was dealt with, the others would be no threat.

However, having experienced the illusion, Zhu Xiang'er and the others were already prepared for battle. A raging fire erupted in Wu Dongzi's palm, the flames leaping and churning like an enraged fire beast. With a roar, he forcefully shoved the flames towards the attacking vines. A deafening boom echoed as the flames collided with the vines, emitting a dazzling light and filling the air with a strong, acrid smell.

Shi Yuan rapidly formed hand seals, and black spiritual energy surged from his body, forming a sturdy spiritual energy shield in front of him. The flower demon's petal blades pierced the shield, making clanging sounds, but could not penetrate it.

Holding a dagger, Shi Linnan's gaze was resolute. Seizing the opportunity, he charged towards the flower fairy. He moved with the agility of a cheetah, weaving around the flower fairy and searching for her weakness.

Zhu Xiang'er closed her eyes, chanting incantations as she cast a spell. Her voice was clear yet powerful, enhancing her companions' defense and strength. "Everyone be careful, this flower demon is not easy to deal with!" Zhu Xiang'er shouted.