Shangguan JiuXu had fallen into an illusion and could not escape.
Whatever methods he had once used against others, he would experience the same suffering within the Illusionary Realm.
This was Jiang Ping An's modified mental secret art, "Reincarnation."
It was stronger than the previous "Reincarnation" and could punish enemies more effectively.
Of course, the price was immense as well. Using this secret art had nearly drained Jiang Ping An's Mental Power.
Taking advantage of Shangguan JiuXu's entrapment in the illusion, Jiang Ping An rushed before him and snatched away the Hate Immortal Lamp in his hand.
He forcibly broke open the Hate Immortal Lamp and rescued Wang Hong from within.
"Tha... nk... you..."
Tears streamed down Wang Hong's aged face. He had never imagined that one day, he would escape the devil's claws.
Over the past ten thousand years, he had suffered endless torture and wished to kill himself countless times. Yet both his mind and body had been sealed, leaving him utterly unable to act.
Jiang Ping An hurriedly handed him an immortal pill for healing.
"Senior, we're all family. There's no need to be polite. I'll take you back."
"Do not concern yourself with this old man. This is the critical moment of battle; you must not be distracted."
Wang Hong did not want Jiang Ping An to delay the battle because of him. At this moment, Jiang Ping An was facing three Earth Immortals, and the danger was extreme.
"It's a small matter. I've already controlled two of them, and the remaining one poses no threat to this junior."
Jiang Ping An put Shangguan JiuXu into the Hate Immortal Lamp, supported Wang Hong, and led him away.
Wang Hong opened his mouth, wanting to say something. Perhaps he lacked the strength, for in the end, no