To break this illusion, one had only to steady one's conviction, refuse to be disturbed by external objects, and persist in pursuing one's ultimate goal. Then one should be able to smoothly break through.
This was the perfect place to test one's Dao heart.
The prisoners' line kept accelerating, and Wang Yu finally saw the scene at the end of the line.
A long table, a general wearing a Red Tassel Helmet, and two soldiers handing out weapons.
Wang Yu narrowed his eyes.
It seemed he was about to become part of the Cannon Fodder Army, one of the first Antenna Prisoners sent to consume the enemy's arms and equipment... In other words, this city was facing a war.
He could not help thinking of the Corpse Mountain Blood Sea he had seen when he first touched the fetters.
The two were definitely not the same battlefield, but their nature was similar.
"If I follow the rules and survive, I should be able to break through the illusion.
"Or else... break the rules!"
After sensing the strength in his body, Wang Yu fell silent. It was as though he had become a mortal again, with no power in his body at all. This had nothing to do with the shackles around his neck.
He was merely the most ordinary adult man in the Mind Illusion Realm, and this war was only a killing field between mortals.
As cannon fodder, the weapon he received was only a rust-stained Mottled Long Spear. There were actually cobwebs clinging to both the spearhead and the shaft.
Without any dialogue or exchange, he was pushed forward by the situation. The prisoners around him were all trembling, fear coiling around their hearts.
"So I can only rely on mortal skills to survive on the battlefield..."
There