Under the guidance of Ancestor Ye Yan, Nie Li and Xiao Ning'er stood up and made their way into the Heart of the Heavenly Illusion Sacred Realm.
As they walked, illusions began to dance before their eyes, making it seem as if countless demon beasts were attacking from all sides.
These low-level illusions posed no threat to Nie Li, whose resolve had become incredibly strong.
Next to him, Xiao Ning'er struggled against the illusions, her face pale and drenched in sweat.
Even gifted individuals dared not venture this deep into the Heavenly Illusion Sacred Realm, for with each step inward, danger loomed ever larger.
A chilling killing intent approached them from afar.
It was the presence of the Heavenly Falling Divine Thunder Sword! Just its frightening aura already pressed heavily upon them.
The very foundation of the Heavenly Illusion Sacred Realm was this sword; everything here revolved around it!
As the menacing aura surged toward Xiao Ning'er, Nie Li suddenly shouted, his voice resonating like rumbling thunder, striking directly into her Soul Realm.
Instantly, her mind cleared significantly.
"Are you okay?" Nie Li asked with a slight smile.
"Yes, thank you, Nie Li!" Xiao Ning'er replied, looking gratefully at him.