Zhu Wuhen's expression kept changing.
He refused to accept that he had been defeated by an illusion technique.
"This doesn't count. I haven't lost yet. Your illusion technique has no effect on me. I can still keep fighting."
Zhu Wuhen's pride would not allow him to fall just like that.
He was an elite who had suppressed Heavenly Immortals of the same realm from the Four Great Academies. Looking across the entire human race, there were no more than ten experts of the same realm who could rival him.
Even if he lost, it should have been after a fierce battle.
Not in this manner.
Jiang Ping An ignored him and turned to walk out of the painting.
Seeing that he was being ignored, Zhu Wuhen's anger flared. "I said I haven't lost yet!"
He drew the immortal sword beside him and slashed at Jiang Ping An.
However, his sword suddenly became shorter by a section and failed to strike Jiang Ping An.
Zhu Wuhen stared in shock as he realized that his immortal sword had broken.
Hadn't this break appeared when Jiang Ping An damaged it within the Illusionary Realm? But hadn't that been an illusion before?
With his back turned, Jiang Ping An lightly waved his hand, and the scene of space shattered once more.
The once vibrant World in the Painting suddenly became ruined and broken, proving that the battle just now had truly happened.
Zhu Wuhen lowered his head and saw that several Devouring Order Chains had pierced through him at some unknown point. More than half of the immortal power in his body had already been drained away, leaving him with no possibility of continuing the fight.
"Double illusion..."
Zhu Wuhen stood there blankly, staring at everything in bewilderment and shock.
He could not figure