Shocking Secrets of the Celestial Realm

The black-robed elder's words struck the four men like a heavy hammer. However, before they could respond, the light emanating from the formation suddenly intensified, forming a powerful storm of consciousness that engulfed everyone.

Jasmine felt a flash of light before her eyes, then was plunged into darkness. When she could see her surroundings again, she was back in that night etched into her memory—the bloody scene of her family's massacre. The houses were engulfed in flames, the screams of her loved ones filled the air, and blood stained the ground. Men in black, wielding sharp blades, slaughtered indiscriminately; their狰狞 faces appeared especially terrifying in the firelight.

"No!" Jasmine cried out in despair, tears streaming down her face. She desperately tried to rush forward to save her loved ones struggling in pools of blood, but her body seemed bound by invisible shackles, unable to move. The helplessness and pain she had felt overwhelmed her like a surging tide, and she almost fell into an abyss of despair.

At the same time, Lin Qing was also caught in his own inner demons. He saw countless failures on his path of cultivation, those scenes he considered shameful resurfacing one by one. He saw himself cowering in the face of powerful enemies, seeing himself unable to protect those around him due to insufficient strength. These memories were like sharp knives, piercing his heart.

"How could I be so useless!" Lin Qing roared in anguish, his hands clenched into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, blood trickling down between his fingers. He kept blaming himself, constantly denying himself; in this mental storm, his beliefs began to waver.

Ye Lan was transported back to her childhood, where she saw herself being ostracized and ridiculed by her clan. Those harsh words echoed in her ears: "You freak, you were born different from us!" "Stay away from her, she'll bring bad luck!" Her past inferiority and loneliness surged up again, and she curled up in a corner, tears blurring her vision.

"Why...why does everyone dislike me?" Ye Lan's voice was choked with sobs, her body trembling slightly, as if she had returned to that helpless little girl.

In Qin Feng's mental storm, the scene he feared most appeared—spatial collapse. He saw the spatial power he controlled spiral out of control, the surrounding space constantly twisting and shattering, everything plunging into endless darkness. He desperately tried to repair the space, only to find his power so insignificant, utterly powerless to stop it all from happening.

"No, this can't be!" Qin Feng shouted in terror, his eyes filled with fear and despair. In his mind, spatial power was his most powerful weapon and the source of his confidence. Now, seeing space collapse, his mental defenses completely crumbled.

In the midst of a mental storm, the black-robed elder and his men also succumbed to their own inner demons. The elder saw his own betrayals and sins from his youth; those he had harmed appeared before him, glaring at him and cursing him. His face showed rare fear and remorse, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Some of his men saw the innocent lives they had killed, their vengeful spirits wandering around them, emitting mournful screams; others saw the torture and humiliation they had suffered in the Dark Night Society, the painful memories causing them to break down and weep.

In this storm of consciousness, everyone was struggling. In despair, Jasmine kept asking herself, "Am I going to be defeated like this? I haven't avenged my family's blood feud yet..." A glint of determination flashed in her eyes as she began to mobilize the micro-energy within her body, trying to break free from the shackles of this consciousness.

"I can't give up, I must avenge my family!" Jasmine gritted her teeth, and microscopic energy surged wildly within her body, gradually dispelling the darkness surrounding her.

Lin Qing was also struggling in agony. He thought of all the adventures he had experienced with Jasmine and the others, and the life-and-death struggles they had shared. "I can't let them down. I must become stronger and protect them!" Lin Qing's eyes rekindled with fighting spirit. He circulated his blood energy and roared, "Break!" The powerful blood energy surged like a raging wave, crashing against the inner demons around him.

Ye Lan heard a voice deep within her heart: "You are not a freak. You have your own power. You can protect yourself and others." She raised her head, her eyes shining, and waved the jade flute in her hand, drawing upon the natural elements. Under her control, the natural elements transformed into beams of light, dispelling the inferiority and loneliness that surrounded her.

Looking at the collapsing space, Qin Feng suddenly realized that although the power of space was immense, his inner strength was the true source of power. "I cannot be defeated by fear!" Qin Feng took a deep breath, focused his mind, and regained control of the power of space. His gaze became firm and confident, and spatial cracks appeared around him, beginning to repair the shattered space.

As the four gradually overcome their inner demons, their power also increases. Their power resonates with each other, forming a powerful combined force that surges towards the center of the storm of consciousness.

At the center of the storm of consciousness, a mysterious force was surging. Sensing the four's resistance, this force began to attack them frantically. However, the four were fearless; they united tightly to fight against this mysterious force.

Jasmine's microscopic energy, Lin Qing's blood and qi, Ye Lan's natural elemental power, and Qin Feng's spatial power merged to form an indestructible shield. This shield emitted a five-colored light, resisting the attacks of the mysterious power.

With the four people's efforts, the storm of consciousness began to gradually subside. The dark images and inner demons slowly dissipated, and the surrounding light softened.

Finally, the storm of consciousness dissipated completely, and everyone returned to the real world. They stood in the temple's hall, panting, their faces still showing fatigue and fear. But their eyes were filled with determination and confidence.

The old man in black robes and his men also awoke from the storm of consciousness, their faces pale, their eyes filled with fear and despair. They hadn't expected that the four of them would be able to overcome their inner demons and emerge from the storm of consciousness.

"You... how could you..." the old man in black robes said in a trembling voice.

Jasmine stepped forward and coldly looked at the old man in black robes: "Your conspiracy will not succeed. We will uncover the secrets of the Spirit Forest, and you will pay the price for your actions!"

Lin Qing, Ye Lan, and Qin Feng also stepped forward and stood beside Jasmine, their eyes revealing a firm determination.

The old man in black robes knew that they had failed completely today. He gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go!" With that, he led his men and quickly fled the temple.

The four did not give chase. They knew the old man in black and the Dark Night Society would not let the matter rest, but they were no longer afraid. Having weathered this storm of consciousness, their hearts had become even stronger.