Within the Illusion Array, Wei Que, seeking to protect himself, spared no effort in frantically unleashing spells in every direction. Even as a Cloud River Tier Nine cultivator, he could not keep it up for long.
The Spiritual Power within him poured away like floodwaters bursting through a dam, while spell after spell made the surroundings hum and quake. Though he cried out for help, Tan Sheng and Xia Liang's rescue never came. He knew full well that the two of them were likely in no better straits; otherwise, there was no reason for them to ignore him.
The stench of blood lingered at his nose, and the pain coursing through his body left him drenched in sweat. The aura of death was like a sea, drowning his entire being within it.
He had never imagined that merely coming to kill Lu Yiye would land him in such a life-or-death predicament. Had he known, he would never have agreed to accompany Tan Sheng here.
Yet regret was useless now. In such an environment, he could not see the slightest hope of escape.
Just as he was thinking this, a sudden change occurred.
The formation that had been enveloping the area abruptly shifted. Immediately after, the surrounding mist and the kaleidoscopic illusions rapidly dissipated.
Wei Que froze, then was overjoyed!
He had actually broken the Illusion Array by accident! Truly, Heaven never barred every path.
As the mist dispersed, he saw several figures gathered not far around him. Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan were indeed among them, as was Lu Yiye. Besides them, there was also a broad, burly Body Cultivator clad in coarse linen, his massive muscles bulging high.
A flicker of astonishment clearly crossed Lu Yiye's eyes.
He had obviously not expected Wei Que to break the formation here.