The Journey Against Time, I am the King of Scrolls in a Hundred Times Space

The eerie laughter reverberated in the empty town, like a sharp ice cone, piercing straight into the hearts of everyone. Every syllable seemed to carry endless malice and ridicule, freezing the already tense atmosphere to the freezing point.

Lin Feng's eyes instantly became extremely sharp, like a cheetah about to pounce on its prey. He quickly turned his body, his eyes swept through every corner around him like lightning, trying to find the source of the laughter in this seemingly dead environment. Su Yao's face also became extremely solemn. She tightly grasped the staff in her hand, and the gems inlaid on the staff flashed a faint and mysterious light in the dim light. Her eyes narrowed slightly, concentrating on sensing any abnormal magic fluctuations around her.

"Who is it? Come out! What's the point of hiding your head and showing your tail!" Lin Feng shouted loudly, his voice as loud as a bell, stirring up layers of echoes in this quiet town. However, the strange laughter did not stop because of his shouting. Instead, it became more arrogant and presumptuous, as if it was deliberately provoking them.

"Everyone, stand back to back and be careful!" Lin Feng's voice sounded again, this time full of unquestionable firmness and calmness. The disciples quickly gathered together to form a tight defense circle. Everyone's face was full of tension and fear, but their eyes still revealed firm determination.

At this time, a disciple suddenly felt the ground under his feet tremble slightly. The tremor was extremely subtle at first, as if it was just his illusion. But as time went on, the tremor became more and more obvious and stronger. Then, from the cracks in the stone slabs of the street, a black mist slowly rose. The mist was like a life, constantly twisting and rolling, as if demonstrating to them.

"What is this?" The disciple shouted in horror, his voice became sharp and piercing because of extreme fear. He subconsciously stepped back a few steps, but found that he had been tightly surrounded by his companions and had nowhere to escape.

The mist spread rapidly, like a huge black spider web, instantly enveloping them all. Seeing this, Su Yao immediately waved her staff, muttering something, trying to cast a spell to dispel the strange mist. Her staff shone with a bright light, colliding and interweaving with the dark mist. But the mist seemed to have a strong resistance, constantly devouring the spell energy she released, causing the light to gradually dim.

Just as everyone was in a panic, some vague figures gradually appeared in the mist. These figures were only vague at first, like phantoms in the water, but as the mist thickened, they became clearer and more realistic.

"It's the enemy!" Lin Feng shouted loudly, his voice full of vigilance and decisiveness. In a flash, he swung his sword at those figures without hesitation. The sword blade drew a silver arc in the air, with a sharp sound of wind and a bamboo-breaking momentum. However, when the sword blade touched those figures, it was like cutting into the air, without any resistance, and those figures were not damaged at all.

Su Yao widened her eyes and observed those figures carefully. After a moment, she said loudly: "This is not a physical entity, it is an illusion! Don't be fooled by them!"

Lin Feng's heart sank when he heard this. In this strange and dangerous town, encountering such a strange and powerful illusion, the situation became more and more difficult and dangerous. But he knew that there must be no retreat and fear at this moment, otherwise the whole team would be in an irretrievable situation.

They groped forward cautiously in the fog, and every step was full of vigilance and uneasiness. Suddenly, a huge figure rushed out of the fog, bringing a gust of wind, blowing everyone's clothes. The figure was like a giant beast from ancient times, exuding a suffocating and terrifying breath. It opened its bloody mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and pounced fiercely on a disciple.

Lin Feng was quick-witted and appeared in front of the disciple in an instant. He pulled the disciple behind him and raised the sword in his hand to fight a thrilling battle with the huge figure. Lin Feng's sword danced in the air, flashing with cold light, and every attack contained his whole body's strength and determination. But the figure was extremely powerful, and every counterattack it made was accompanied by a huge impact, which made Lin Feng feel numb in his arm.

After a fierce battle, Lin Feng gradually found that although this figure was extremely powerful, its movements were slightly clumsy and slow. He keenly caught this flaw, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. Taking advantage of the gap between the figure's attacks, Lin Feng saw the opportunity, changed his steps flexibly, and went around its side like a ghost, and then used all his strength to stab its vital parts with a sword. The figure let out a painful roar, and then instantly turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared in the vast fog.

"Don't panic, stay calm! As long as we unite, we will be able to break through this fog!" Lin Feng shouted loudly, his voice full of strength and encouragement, trying to cheer up the panicked disciples.

But at this time, the illusion in the mist became more and more realistic and terrifying. There were all kinds of creepy scenes, some of which were monsters with bared fangs and claws, some of which were the pale and distorted faces of dead fellow disciples, and some of which were bloody and cruel battle scenes. These scenes were like sharp daggers, piercing the hearts of the disciples and constantly impacting their already fragile psychological defenses.

Some disciples began to scream loudly, while others closed their eyes, trembled all over, and even showed symptoms of trance. Their breathing became rapid and disordered, and the weapons in their hands trembled unconsciously.

Su Yao knew that if this continued, they would collapse first without the enemy's action. She tried to calm herself down, abandon all the interference and fear around her, and recall all the magic knowledge and skills she had learned about breaking illusions.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind. It was an extremely rare method of breaking illusions that she had seen in an ancient magic secret book.

"Lin Feng, use your spiritual power to focus on your eyes and see through the essence of this illusion!" Su Yao said loudly, her voice was a little hoarse because of nervousness, but full of hope and determination.

Lin Feng did what Su Yao said without hesitation. He closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and then slowly gathered all the spiritual power in his body into his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear. Those originally terrifying and realistic phantoms instantly became illusory and fragile, and he finally saw through the disguise of this illusion.

He found that the source of these illusions seemed to come from an ancient tower in the center of the town. The tower was towering into the clouds, looming in the mist, exuding a mysterious and evil atmosphere.

"Follow me!" Lin Feng said loudly, waving the sword in his hand, leading everyone to rush bravely in the direction of the tower.

They moved forward with difficulty in the mist, and every step was full of unknown dangers. The ground under their feet sometimes became soft, as if to trap them in it; sometimes sharp stones appeared, almost tripping them. From time to time, strange noises came from the surrounding fog, as if countless eyes were watching them in secret.

When they finally approached the tower, the tightly closed door slowly opened automatically, and a powerful and evil force surged out from it, like an invisible huge wave, hitting them fiercely.

Lin Feng was not afraid, and his eyes burned with firm belief and fearless courage. He took a deep breath, held the sword in his hand tightly, and took the lead in stepping into the tower.

There was a dark atmosphere inside the tower, making people feel difficult to breathe. The walls were flashing with strange lights, flickering, as if the eyes of the devil were blinking. The ground was engraved with strange runes and patterns, exuding a disturbing magic.

In the depths of the tower, they finally found the culprit who manipulated all this-a dark wizard in a black robe, his face hidden in the shadows.

"It turns out that you are making trouble!" Lin Feng shouted angrily, his voice full of anger and the power of justice.

The dark wizard sneered, his laughter echoing in the tower, making people shudder. "You have fallen into a trap, no one will leave alive today!" As he said that, he waved his wand again, muttering something, casting a more powerful and evil spell, and a black light struck everyone like lightning...