This level was meant to release everyone's obsessions and delusions.
The deeper the obsession, the harder it was to break free.
It seemed that among our group, the deepest obsession was neither Master's hundred-pound fish nor Uncle Yu's wife and children, but the pain buried deep within Mao Jing's heart...
At that moment, the situation turned tense, and a fight could break out at any instant.
But just then, Mao Jing's bloodshot eyes trembled slightly as he looked at Daoist Qingshan.
"M-Master, I... I really, really want to see her one more time! Even... even just ten minutes would be enough."
As he spoke, Mao Jing dropped to his knees before Daoist Qingshan with a thud.
"My disciple..."
Daoist Qingshan was at a loss as well.
We had come here to carry out a mission.
Yet Mao Jing continued, "Master, Junior Sister and Senior Sister have disappeared. Let me fulfill this dream. But your disciple understands what he is doing and what he must do. Please grant me this!"
As Mao Jing knelt on the ground and earnestly said those words to Daoist Qingshan,
I knew that Mao Jing had developed an inner demon.
It was the deepest obstacle in his heart.
What he wanted now might truly have been what he said—a final farewell with his senior sister.
Even if it was only an illusionary dream.
And this was also the obsession and inner demon he had been unable to let go of deep within his heart.
Xiao Yu spoke up at this moment.
"His obsession is too deep. An inner demon has already formed.
If we don't let him go in, it may backfire.
Perhaps this illusionary dream can help him.
But don't worry. I can guarantee that he'll wake up."
When Xiao Yu said that, I withdrew