Asura Mad Emperor

"The tenth layer!"

"How is this possible? How can this be possible? He actually made it to the tenth layer of the Thousand Illusion Tower?!"

As Qinchuan effortlessly ascended to the tenth layer of the Thousand Illusion Tower, the outside world erupted into a complete uproar.

"This lad... Am I seeing things? Did he really make it to the tenth layer of the Thousand Illusion Tower?!"

Zhuo Bufan and a few other disciples who were responsible for maintaining order in the Congyun Sect, looked at the blazing light on the tenth layer of the Thousand Illusion Tower, their eyes filled with disbelief, their hearts churned with shock and awe.

The young men and women who were taking the assessment also widened their eyes. Wasn't it said that the assessment of the Thousand Illusion Tower was incredibly challenging?

Among the tens of thousands of people taking the assessment each year, few could last even the time it takes to brew tea on the first layer, let alone make it past the first layer to the second, which was even rarer.

But now, how had Qinchuan made it to the tenth layer in such a short period of time?

Zhou Rong was also stunned, feeling utterly lost.

Elder Yuan and Elder Cheng, at this moment, were also staring unblinkingly at the tenth layer of the Thousand Illusion Tower, their eyes also filled with incredulity.

"The tenth layer... How is this possible?!"

Elder Yuan's mouth went agape, the shock in his heart indescribable.

He had just personally seen Elder Cheng, discreetly using the Talisman Command of the Thousand Illusion Tower to raise the intensity of the illusion realms to the Third Layer's Hell Mode!

In the Hell Mode of the Thousand Illusion Tower, not to mention making it past the tenth layer, ordinary people struggling to hold on for even ten breaths on the first layer could be said to have a firm mind and an exceptional Dao Heart.

Yet at this moment, Qinchuan had actually made it to the tenth layer?!

Was he dreaming?

Elder Cheng's eyes twitched, "He actually made it to the tenth layer, and that too under the Third Layer Hell Mode difficulty... This is impossible. Since the founding of Congyun Sect, no one has ever made it to the tenth layer of the Thousand Illusion Tower."

"Even those monstrous geniuses in our Sect would often enter the Thousand Illusion Tower to temper their Dao Hearts, and until now, they could barely make it to the seventh layer under the normal mode..."

"Could it be that there's a problem with the Thousand Illusion Tower? Otherwise, how could a mere sixteen-year-old possess such an incredibly formidable Dao Heart?!"

Not far away, in a pavilion, the Young Sect Master Wu Shanhe and Liu Qingyu of the Congyun Sect were looking at the dazzling light of the Thousand Illusion Tower's tenth layer, their mouths agape, eyes wide in disbelief.

"The... tenth layer?!"

"Young Sect Master, am I seeing things? That kid, did he really make it to the tenth layer of the Thousand Illusion Tower?!"

Liu Qingyu shivered, unable to comprehend how Qinchuan's Dao Heart could be so terrifying.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Everybody knows how powerful the illusion realms inside the Thousand Illusion Tower are. Even I, when I first attempted the Thousand Illusion Tower, only barely managed to break into the second layer. There's no way he could have made it to the tenth layer!"

"Even if it were the most basic level of difficulty in the Thousand Illusion Tower, it would still be impossible!"

"There must be a problem with the Thousand Illusion Tower. I was wondering how he managed to make it to the third layer so quickly just now; it turns out there's a problem with the tower, perhaps the illusions inside aren't functioning properly?"

Wu Shanhe's gaze fixed upon the Thousand Illusion Tower, he couldn't believe that Qinchuan's Dao Heart was actually strong enough to pass through the tower; he thought there must be a problem with the tower.

"Let's go and take a look. I want to see what's wrong with this Thousand Illusion Tower, and why it suddenly isn't functioning correctly."

With a cold snort, Wu Shanhe stepped forward, taking Liu Qingyu towards the square.

...

In the Thousand Illusion Tower.

Qinchuan had no knowledge of the reactions from outside, nor did he have any interest in knowing.

At this moment, every terrifying illusion in the Tenth Layer of the Thousand Illusion Tower collapsed of its own accord.

Even though Qinchuan wished to actively immerse himself in one of the illusions, to take another look at her, it had become a vain hope.

After nine lifetimes of standing at the peak of the Divine Path, he had endured countless trials and had grown accustomed to many things, long since forging an impeccable Dao Heart.

His Dao Heart, flawless, allowed no illusions, no demonic obstacle, to ensnare him. Enjoy new stories from empire

Before his eyes, the figure of Luo Ling'er shattered.

Even though he was well aware that it was an Illusion Realm, and everything was mere illusion, void of truth, Qinchuan couldn't help but reach out to grasp it, but ultimately, the illusion completely shattered, and Luo Ling'er's form disappeared from before his eyes, leaving only a memory in his heart.

"Thousand Illusion Tower, Thousand Illllusion Tower, even a myriad of illusions could not immerse me for even a moment!"

"A moment's 'bewilderment' also becomes an illusion..."

Qinchuan sighed wistfully, then took a deep breath, suppressing the endless yearning in his heart, along with the surging emotions.

His gaze became calm again, inscrutably deep like a cold, deep pool.

This lifetime was his final cycle of reincarnation.

This time, he was determined to awaken the most complete Innate Body, construct the strongest foundation for the Immortal Path, and enter the mysterious and unpredictable Immortal Burial Site. No matter how difficult, he must bring her back!

And at that moment, within the Thousand Illusion Tower.

Suddenly, a consciousness seemed to awaken from slumber.

A golden dragon burst through the top of the tower, stared at Qinchuan with its spirited, large eyes.

It exuded a terrifying aura that would have unquestionably petrified any other observer to the core!

"What's the matter, Little Gold, you don't recognize me after only a hundred thousand years?"

Upon seeing the golden dragon, Qinchuan retrieved his focus, gently smiling at it.

Hearing Qinchuan's words, the golden dragon burst with overwhelming joy: "Master, you are the master! Have you finally come back to see Little Gold?"

The golden dragon instantly shouted excitedly, rushing over to Qinchuan, coiling around him, and affectionately rubbing its head against Qinchuan's face.

But the pair of coral-jade-like, beautifully splendid dragon horns on its head made Qinchuan shudder with discomfort, hastily turning his head and holding down the dragon's head: "You've grown quite a bit in the hundred thousand years we haven't seen each other."

"Master, you've been gone for so many years, Little Gold thought it would never see you again."

Little Gold was the Artifact Spirit of the Thousand Illusion Tower, its hazy, large eyes shining with the light of intelligence and spirit.

Though it had existed for over a hundred thousand years, it still retained a childlike simplicity, like a child who never grew up, and now looked at Qinchuan with eyes full of excitement and joy.

Qinchuan smiled and shook his head, asking, "Little Gold, what has happened to the Congyun Sect since I left?"

"How could Wu Yong go missing? How could the Congyun Sect have fallen to such a state?"

Upon hearing Qinchuan's words, Little Gold was somewhat confused and said, "Master, after you left, I spent a lot of time asleep inside the Thousand Illusion Tower, and I am not very aware of the outside situation. There was one time when I awoke, I noticed that Wu Yong's Qi had disappeared. I thought he temporarily left the Sect for some reason. Has he gone missing?"