"Old man, don't be so noisy." Xiahou Aotian lowered his head and reprimanded the old man in the ring.

Now he is a high-ranking Dominator, and controls rule-based items, and has many methods to protect himself. Whether in terms of status or strength, he crushes the peak period of the Qin Dynasty alchemist.

There is no distinction between young and old in learning, and the accomplished come first. This sentence means that I am better than you, so I can be proud.

The Scholar profession believes in this.

"Although your version is outdated, your experience and vision are still valuable." Xiahou Aotian said, "Beating a Demigod with the great protagonist is a resume you can brag about for the rest of your career."

The Qin Dynasty alchemist was furious: "Vision and experience are worthless in the face of absolute strength, they can be broken with a laugh. Brat, you can be blindly confident in yourself, why are you blindly confident in me too?"

As he spoke, Xiahou Aotian felt that Zhai Cai, the single-inheritance knight, hadn't spoken for a long time. He turned his head and his expression changed drastically.

He saw that Zhai Cai's face was pale, his eyelashes were frozen with white frost, and his lips were black. He had already frozen into an ice corpse.

Seeing this, Xiahou Aotian quickly opened his inventory and took out a dark red coat, draping it over Zhai Cai.

A dark red light lit up, bringing warmth, and white smoke rose from Zhai Cai's body. After a dozen seconds, his eyeballs moved,

Then his stiff expression became lively.

Zhai Cai, who had come back to life, rubbed his hands vigorously, his lips trembling: "So cold, so cold."

Xiahou Aotian said angrily: "You are a knight whose endurance and stamina are second only to earth monsters, yet you are weaker than me, a Scholar?"

An eighth-level knight's resistance to cold is not as good as a Scholar's!

Zhai Cai shrank his neck and said, "Damn it, there's something wrong with the wind and snow here. I just thought it was so cold, I might as well freeze to death, and I almost did freeze to death..."

The old man in the ring immediately conveyed a serious mental wave: "You are in an illusion. What you think in your heart will become reality. The colder you feel, the more the cold will kill you. If you think you are frozen to death, then you are really dead."

Xiahou Aotian suddenly understood.

When he first entered the dungeon, he also felt very cold, and it got colder and colder. He had a stinging feeling like cold icy rain was slapping his face randomly, especially when he was competing with Zhai Cai.

Later, his attention was drawn to the old man in the ring, and he didn't care about the cold, so his body was no longer cold.

On the other hand, the single-inheritance knight was ignored and easily overthought.

Zhai Cai quickly restrained his thoughts, forcing himself not to think about cold-related thoughts.

But feeling the warmth continuously transmitted from the dark red coat, he felt a little strange.

The coat Xiahou Aotian gave him was just an item of the Saint realm, yet it could resist the ice and snow world created by a Phantasmal God?

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the coat was covered with hard ice and completely damaged, unable to emit warmth anymore.

"Crap!"

He mustn't think of anything negative or detrimental to himself. Zhai Cai restrained his thoughts again, but at this moment, in his mind...

Once again, uncontrollably, he thought, "My hands are so cold, I feel like they're going to freeze."

"Crack!"

A glass-like cracking sound came from Zhai Cai's arm, and then his entire arm hung in his sleeve. At the same time, Xiahou Aotian's right leg also made a cracking sound.

The two looked at each other tacitly. They understood each other's experience without needing to speak, and they tacitly refrained from mocking each other with "You can't control your own mind again."

As a native of the Second District, Xiahou Aotian knew more than Zhai Cai. He said in a deep voice, "This is bad. Illusionists can manipulate emotions. The opponent is a Phantasmal God. Whatever he wants us to think, we inevitably think. Resistance is useless. Then we don't..."

Zhai Cai forcibly swallowed the words "are doomed," afraid that if he said them, he would be finished.

"So, The Way of the Extraordinary matched us into this dungeon purely to send..." Zhai Cai used conversation to divert his attention and prevent himself from overthinking.

"How would I know? There should... maybe... be helpers." Xiahou Aotian said.

As soon as he said this, a "crack" sound came from his chest and abdomen.

Zhai Cai's right leg also "cracked."

The two looked at each other and fell silent.

At this moment, strands of hair-like red threads came along the white snow and wrapped around Xiahou Aotian and Zhai Cai's arms, thighs, and chest and abdomen like bandages.

A faint golden light lit up, and the frozen and cracked chest, abdomen, and thighs were connected, restoring the texture of flesh and blood.

The two turned their heads and saw a woman with a silver mask at the end of the red threads. Dense threads extended from under her gorgeous red dress.

It was Zhisha Palace Master!

Feeling the vitality return to their bodies, the two breathed a sigh of relief. With a powerful healer, they were safe.

Zhisha Palace Master walked to the two of them, stepping on the "creaking" snow, with a look of disgust: "Just you two? The Way of the Extraordinary pulled me into this dungeon to deliver heads."

Zhai Cai and Xiahou Aotian squinted and said, "We also want to know why we were brought along to die."

The Qin Dynasty alchemist scolded angrily. Xiahou Aotian ignored his analysis and said.

"This is clearly a multi-player dungeon. The upper limit of a multi-player dungeon is six players. We must have teammates."

Zhisha Palace Master thought for a moment and said, "Let's solve the current problem first. Illusions are born from the heart. We can change them with our..."

Zhai Cai immediately said, "I suggest thinking in the opposite direction. I'm so hot, I'm so hot..."

He repeated "I'm so hot" like a mantra. Zhisha Palace Master and Xiahou Aotian silently recited it in their hearts. After a few seconds, the boundless white snow world

suddenly transformed into a golden desert.

The sky was cloudless, and a dazzling sun hung in the sky. The air was filled with scorching heat.

Zhai Cai and Xiahou Aotian only felt their mouths dry and tongues parched. Large beads of sweat kept rolling down. They suffered from heatstroke in just a few seconds.

Xiahou Aotian licked his chapped lips, "This, this doesn't seem right. We jumped from an iceberg into a sea of fire."

Zhai Cai staggered, "I feel like I'm going to burn up."

Then, the desert burst into flames, like a sea of fire. The single-inheritance knight of the Church ignited spontaneously.

Jiang Yu'er was furious: "What kind of pig teammates are you two? Don't overthink, don't say nonsense, put out the fire quickly!"

The two, who were burned and had their skin peeled off, quickly visualized the ice and snow they had just seen in their minds.

So, the desert, the scorching sun, and the sea of fire disappeared, and the snowfield reappeared with a cold current and goose feather snow and ice渣 slapping their faces randomly.

Zhai Cai and Xiahou Aotian collapsed to the ground with a thud, emitting white steam,

Then their skin-peeled bodies quickly frosted over.

Jiang Yu'er sighed and flicked two drops of blood into the two half-scorched bodies, healing the burns.

"It's cool, but it's a bit too cool..." Xiahou Aotian and Zhai Cai said weakly.

"That's not right!" Zhai Cai's mind cooled down and said, "We've been in the dungeon for so long, but we haven't thought about resisting. We haven't even used items in two dangerous situations."

A deep, vicissitudinous voice came from the distance: "That's because your fighting spirit has been worn down. If you are not purified, you will sink into the constantly changing illusions and eventually die."

The three turned their heads and saw a tall, white-haired old man walking slowly, wading through the snow with deep and shallow steps.

The old man was half-naked, wearing a tiger and leopard hide, with golden skin.

A golden sun was imprinted on his forehead.

"Who is he?" Zhai Cai didn't recognize this old man. Jiang Yu'er and Xiahou Aotian were relieved.

"That's more like it. If the big boss is a Phantasmal God, then we must have a Sun Wanderer who can restrain illusions."

Crimson Sun Executioner is the strongest Dominator under the Master of the Taiyi Sect, the Star Master. With him...

Just as they thought of this, they saw a golden scorching sun rising behind Crimson Sun Executioner's head. The pure and clear sunlight rose in the cold, howling ice and snow world. The golden scorching sun was slapped in the face by goose feather snow and ice渣, teetering and on the verge of destruction.

It didn't bring any warmth.

It seems useless to have him! The three thought.

At that moment, another golden sun rose not far away, a little brighter than Crimson Sun Executioner's sun.

The wind and snow faded a lot, and Jiang Yu'er and the other two felt a little warmth. The chill on their bodies was also dispelled.

Their hands and feet were no longer numb.

They and Crimson Sun Executioner looked in the direction of the rising sun with some surprise. A goddess in a feather coat, with a pure and beautiful appearance, came barefoot on the snow.

Zhai Cai still didn't recognize the newcomer, but the three Dominators of the Second District recognized her identity at a glance.

The strong woman behind Yuanshi Tianzun, the backer in The Way of the Extraordinary, the Lady of Three Mountains!

How could she be here? The Lady of Three Mountains, with a coldness and strictness in her beautiful eyes, swept over the four of them and said, "I was teleported here by The Way of the Extraordinary as a native of the dungeon to assist the four heroes in eliminating the Heavenly Demon."

She simply stated her identity and mission, without asking the names of the four, nor asking why there was such a dungeon, nor mentioning the fight between the Sun Lord and the Star Lord.

It was unclear whether it was indifference or early knowledge.

With two peak Sun Wanderers, they could fight back!

Jiang Yu'er and the others felt like the team was complete and they could try to push the boss.

Crimson Moon Executioner, with a golden scorching sun above his head, looked at the distant wind and thunder and said in a deep voice: "Even with your and my strength, we still can't dispel the environment."

The Lady of Three Mountains turned her eyes

and scanned Jiang Yu'er, Zhai Cai, and Xiahou Aotian, and said lightly: "You have the aura of the Sun Lord on you!"

Restoring his fighting spirit and a calm mind, Xiahou Aotian's heart stirred. He opened his inventory

and took out a porcelain bottle, "Is it this?"

This was Yuanshi Tianzun's life-saving method for them: the blood of the Sun Lord, a Demigod-level consumable.

The Lady of Three Mountains nodded slightly, raised her hand and took the porcelain bottle, opened the stopper, and two golden blood beads floated out of the narrow mouth of the bottle. One bead merged into the scorching sun above her head, and the other flew to the scorching sun above Crimson Sun Executioner's head.

In an instant, two golden suns burst out with strong golden light. The entire ice and snow world was like being erased by a rubber

pencil drawing, disappearing bit by bit, revealing the original face of the dungeon.

A dim star hung in the sky, and the earth was barren.

A huge figure occupied half of the sky, condescendingly overlooking the earth,

and made layered, noisy sounds, "Crimson Sun Executioner,

you are the Great Elder of the Taiyi Sect, you should be loyal to the Star Lord. In this peak battle of the Night Wanderer profession,

the Star Lord will surely win. It is not too late for you to return to the camp now."

"The Star Lord has seized the origin of the sun, and you will have the power to leave this planet and go to extraterrestrial civilizations to survive." His voice had male and female, old and young, intertwined.

Crimson Sun Executioner remained silent.

The Southern School Phantasmal God tempted him, "Following in the footsteps of the Star Lord is not betraying order. We are the real order, what we are doing is maintaining order,

and eliminating evil."