"Woosh."
As soon as Lu Changsheng entered the Illusion Spirit Abyss, his entire vision seemed to warp.
The void around him also appeared to be twisting.
Everything in sight was distorting.
"Huh?"
"This isn't merely an Illusion Realm; it's forcefully eroding my consciousness, violently tugging at my mind..."
Lu Changsheng immediately sensed the treacherous nature of the Illusion Spirit Abyss.
Even his mind was subtly being eroded and distorted.
How many Ascension Rank cultivators could withstand this?
Probably very few.
However, Lu Changsheng's mind was ultimately Immortal.
How steadfast was his spirit?
Even if the Illusion Spirit Abyss was terrifying, it couldn't shake his mind.
He continued to fly forward.
The entire Illusion Spirit Abyss was deathly silent.
There weren't even any plants, just barren land.
Only some bizarre moss-like plants covered the ground surface, appearing dark green, emanating a feeling of vastness, solitude, and desolation.
