Second Floor of the Illusion Heart Tower
Wang Teng had no idea whether he had passed the illusion on the second floor. Seeing all those beauties disappear, he finally let out a small sigh of relief.
Who would have thought that one day, he would fear women like tigers?
It was truly terrifying! Truly tragic!
This was simply the greatest humiliation of his life!
To be honest, he had absolutely no confidence in whether he had passed this illusion trial.
The scenes from earlier were still vivid in his mind. That feeling of being unable to resist and only being able to endure silently was not a pleasant experience for any man.
Of course, he could have resisted, but once he did, he would fall right into the Illusion Heart Tower's trap and likely be unable to pull himself free.
There was a saying: if you cannot resist, then just lie back and accept it.
But... he could not take it!
He really could not take it.
One, two, or three would have been manageable. But dozens of them? Try that yourself.
Fortunately, it seemed that everything had ended.
He cautiously rose to his feet, only to suddenly stagger.
A sense of emptiness arose from within his soul.
Wang Teng's expression changed slightly as he hurriedly examined his body and soul.
Thank goodness, thank goodness.
His soul was merely a little fatigued. He had nearly thought his body had truly been drained dry.
That illusion had been far too real. Every sensation and every sound had felt genuine, making it impossible to tell truth from falsehood.
So he had been afraid that being drained dry was real too. That would have been... utterly fucked!
He had not even done anything yet. How could he already be spent?
After confirming that