"Organism: Corpse Incense Konjac"
"Organism Ability: Can release a unique seductive scent within a range, capable of mesmerizing all life!"
"Organism Profile: A plant that grows in tombs, extremely precious. Its petals can be made into Konjac Incense, and its heart into Konjac Pills!"
"Konjac Incense: Within a certain range, this item can induce hallucinations in people."
"Konjac Pills: Upon consumption, there's a chance to be immune to illusions below level one!"
Constant voices echoed in Zhang Tian's mind.
He processed this information.
When his gaze fell upon the Corpse Incense Konjac again, Zhang Tian's eyes changed.
This monstrous creature before him was no longer a terrifying entity, but rather a living treasure.
"Wait, if Konjac Pills can grant immunity to illusions below level one, doesn't that mean this Corpse Incense Konjac can release level one illusions?"
"But, do illusions also have levels?"
Zhang Tian paused, but he had already stepped onto the stone platform, leaving no room for further thought.
"Speed up."
Zhang Tian murmured.
Everyone couldn't help but quicken their pace.
At this moment, on the stone platform, the Corpse Incense Konjac, which had been dormant, suddenly shook its body and swayed violently.
It was like a small blade of grass swaying in the wind.
Simultaneously, pollen sprayed from the Corpse Incense Konjac, spreading across the stone platform.
Its speed was incredibly fast. At the same moment, Zhang Tian and the other person noticed something was wrong. Zhang Tian quickly moved to the edge of the stone platform to avoid it.
"Don't let the pollen touch you."
Zhang Tian said softly, but the next moment, upon looking around, Zhang Tian froze.
Where were the people around him? Even Zhang Qilin had disappeared.
Zhang Tian took a breath, trying his best to remain calm.
Meanwhile, in the observation room.
Countless people were startled to see Zhang Tian entering an illusion.
[This big flower looks so strange.]
[I feel like this Corpse Incense Konjac is alright, it's that so-called prophet who's talking nonsense, not predicting anything.]
[I didn't expect the Jingjue Ancient City to have such a rich history.]
[What do you think illusions look like? I want to experience one too.]
[Go to a graveyard, perhaps you'll find something there, and maybe even hear stories from their youth.]
The crowd outside buzzed with discussion.
Chen Xi looked at the Corpse Incense Konjac before him, a hint of apprehension in his eyes.
How did this thing grow so large? And that hallucinatory powder, wasn't it a poison gas?
"This kind of illusion should feel like eating poisonous mushrooms. The pollen is toxic, maybe wearing a gas mask would be fine."
Chen Xi thought, while outside, Professor Li and the others were extremely excited.
"Look, it's the Kunlun Divine Wood! This is a national treasure! If placed in a museum, it would be the centerpiece!"
One professor exclaimed.
"Alas, it's a pity. The divine wood mysteriously disappeared. It's likely lost forever."
As a group of people spoke, Professor Li gazed silently at the divine wood and the ghost cave below.
"Does another illusory world truly exist?"
Professor Li mused. As an archaeology professor, he was naturally very curious about such matters.
He wished he could study it himself, but this was a hundred years ago, and he likely wouldn't find it.
In the footage.
Zhang Tian looked at the empty surroundings, his eyes darting.
He quickly headed towards the coffin.
The only thing Zhang Tian could do now was to prevent his body from getting too close to the cliff.
As long as he didn't approach the cliff, his life would be safe.
And as long as he didn't fall into the ghost cave, the Corpse Incense Konjac couldn't harm him.
With this thought, Zhang Tian fastened the Bagua Mirror around his neck. Simultaneously, the Bagua Mirror formed a small protective shield around him.
"Boss."
Just as Zhang Tian was about to approach the coffin, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
It was Fatty. Zhang Tian frowned slightly. He understood illusions too well; these voices should not be heeded.
Ignoring the voice, Zhang Tian took two quick steps and soon arrived before the Queen's sarcophagus.
This sarcophagus had no lid, only an outer shell. Inside, the Queen's body lay directly.
The Queen was clad in a black and gold robe and wore a hat. Zhang Tian estimated her height to be around 1.78 meters, quite tall.
On the Queen's face was a crimson mask.
This was a ghost mask.
Beneath the mask was a face whose features were indistinct. Perhaps due to living in the ghost cave for so long, the Queen's skin was exceptionally fair.
Her fingers were interlocked, placed on her abdomen. Her nails were somewhat long, red with golden patterns, rendering any nail art unnecessary.
"Sasha."
At this moment, a sound came from above. The Corpse Incense Konjac had fallen silent.
Zhang Tian ignored the so-called Corpse Incense Konjac and focused his gaze on the Queen's coffin.
"Kunlun Divine Coffin: Made from Kunlun Mountain Divine Wood, it can preserve a corpse for ten thousand years without decay."
"Effect: Nourishes the soul, nourishes the corpse, can nourish ghosts, and enhance their strength."
A description appeared in his mind.
Zhang Tian suddenly sensed something was amiss.
"No, no, why is there only a description of the coffin, and not the Queen's?"
"Boss!"
Suddenly, a voice broke Zhang Tian's reverie. He saw Fatty and Hu Bayi pulling him from behind, their faces etched with anxiety.
"Boss, you can't go further, it's a cliff ahead."
Fatty exclaimed.
Zhang Tian blinked rapidly. The next moment, he found himself standing before a cliff.
One more step forward, or if he had just reached for the mask on the Queen's face, he would have fallen off.
Cold sweat broke out.
Zhang Tian looked behind him. The figures of Fatty and Hu Bayi changed again, now appearing as Zhang Qilin.
Zhang Tian took a step back and looked around. He was only at the center of the cliff, not yet near the coffin.
The description he had just received was indeed from the Kunlun Divine Wood.
"This illusion is worthy of being a level one illusion."
Zhang Tian thought. He looked around again. In front of him, the Princess of Wangfei and the Princess of Loulan were walking forward, while Zhang Qilin held him tightly.
Fatty and Hu Bayi were shouting from the nearby shore.
Everything seemed to have returned to a semblance of calm.
Zhang Tian felt a腥味 at the corner of his mouth. He touched it.
There were some red bloodstains on his hand.
"Is this blood?"
Zhang Tian frowned slightly.
He glanced at Zhang Qilin, who had a small scratch on his hand.
"Qilin blood has the effect of keeping one clear-headed."
Zhang Tian thought this and gave Zhang Qilin a grateful look.
Zhang Qilin nodded slightly, then looked ahead.
"I just came up and entered the illusion too, but it couldn't overpower me."
Zhang Qilin said. Zhang Tian thought of something.
Zhang Qilin had lost his memory. Even if there was an illusion, there might not be enough memories to support it, making it difficult to cause hallucinations.
At this moment, a voice came from the Princess of Loulan's side.
"Found it."
In the middle of the cliff, a long spear was picked up by the Princess of Loulan. A smile now graced her face.
"My father is heartless, do not blame me for being unrighteous!"
Her voice was cold. The next moment, the spear pointed towards Zhang Tian.
"She's under a spell!"
Seeing this, Zhang Tian froze. Was this Corpse Incense Konjac that vicious? It could even mesmerize ghosts?