Xing Chenyang's brows were tightly furrowed. He paid no mind to the injuries inside his body; he cared far more about the battle just now.
To say the afterimages had turned against him probably was not accurate. The actual situation should have been that after falling under an Illusion Technique, Xing Chenyang had made the afterimages attack him of his own accord.
In other words, without realizing it, Xing Chenyang had already become completely unable to distinguish friend from foe, and had not even been aware that he had issued orders to the afterimages.
The afterimages had no spiritual intelligence, so naturally, whatever Xing Chenyang ordered, the afterimages carried out.
Even if the afterimages had possessed spiritual intelligence, it would have been useless. Even Xing Chenyang had no resistance at all against Chen Fei's Illusion Technique; those afterimages would have been even less capable of resisting.
When Illusory Moon Tracing Step was first created, the problem of afterimages being turned had already been considered. Thus, the afterimages had deliberately been made without spiritual intelligence, and to obey the caster completely.
As for the caster falling under an Illusion Technique, that was not a problem with Illusory Moon Tracing Step. It was the caster's own problem.
Xing Chenyang replayed the battle just now in his mind. The only thing he could not figure out was exactly how he had fallen under the Illusion Technique.
The three afterimages circling around him had actually failed to provide any protection at all. They had not even given an early warning. This was a situation Xing Chenyang had never encountered before.
That junior brother Chen's attainments in Illusion Technique were not merely a notch higher than his. They had to be higher by who knew how much to crush him like this.
"Junior Brother Xing,