Liu Ruyu felt as though the door to a brand-new world had opened before her.
Until now, she had believed that a flute as a weapon was a rare and niche choice. But the mont she saw thousands of flute weapons available in the Tower of Trials' marketplace, she realized just how narrow her past understanding had been.
Clicking "Start," she soon found herself surrounded by gray wolves erging from the grasslands. Her fighting style was unique—ethereal lodies flowed from her flute, carrying an otherworldly beauty. Yet, hidden within the enchanting tune was the whisper of death, as the notes carried devastating ntal attacks.
The gray wolves faltered. Their eyes grew hazy, and their movents slowed until they were completely immobilized by her haunting lody.
While Liu Ruyu battled her way through the challenges, Wei Yi and Wuying Wu were also exploring the imrsive holographic world firsthand.
Wu Ying opted for the arena mode in the Tower of Trials. With no opponent available, he faced his own mirrored image.
Sword in hand, he unleashed the shadowless sword technique passed down by his family. In a flurry of movents, the air filled with countless sword shadows, each strike an exquisite display of precision and power.
As for Wei Yi, being a pharmacist, he naturally trusted his instincts to guide him. Strangely enough, he chose a cooking course. When he found himself standing in a kitchen-like environnt, he was montarily stunned.
For a mont, he doubted the reliability of his instincts within this virtual world. However, after careful consideration, he decided to click on an interface resembling a selection nu. Picking an ingredient that reminded him of refining pills, he added it to his workspace.
What he saw next completely redefined his perception of the world...
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anwhile, Luo Chuan had switched weapons. Now wielding the Black Dragon Spear, which had once belonged to the legendary Old Bai, he prepared for his next move.
The spear, known as the king of weapons, boasted imnse attack power. However, due to his current strength—at the peak of Soul Dominion—Luo Chuan could not wield its full potential. The fully powered Black Dragon Spear required the strength of an Pathseeker cultivator.
The ground around him was littered with shattered vines, their scarlet sap staining the soil. However, Luo Chuan himself wasn't unscathed—his body bore nurous wounds inflicted by the Ghost Face Vine's relentless attacks.
Both sides were exhausted, each trying to recover.
The Ghost Face Vine's grotesque main body, resembling a cruel, grinning face, let out a shrill, soul-piercing laugh. Suddenly, an entirely blackened root erupted from the soil, shooting toward Luo Chuan in a surprise attack!
But Luo Chuan was ready. Having been caught by this trick more than ten tis before, he dodged swiftly, stepping aside with precision. With his incredible talent, failing to evade this attack would have been unthinkable.
Boom!
As the root slamd into the ground, Luo Chuan took his chance. Channeling the last of his spiritual energy, he planted his foot firmly, propelling himself upward.
With a roar, he hurled the Black Dragon Spear forward with every ounce of strength he had left.
Whoosh!
The spear tore through the air with a deafening sonic boom. The Ghost Face Vine's eerie laughter grew frantic as it summoned a wall of vines to intercept the attack.
But it was too late. Luo Chuan's strike had been ticulously prepared, its power impossible to counter with such a hastily constructed defense.
One by one, the vines snapped under the relentless force of the Black Dragon Spear. The weapon pierced through the vine's forehead, burying itself deep into its main body before continuing to slam into the cliff behind it with a thunderous crash.
Boom!
The cliff trembled as cracks spread outward like spiderwebs, and the Ghost Face Vine fell silent.
Luo Chuan stood amidst the wreckage, panting heavily. His battle against the monstrous plant was over.
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