Meanwhile, True Person Hanjiang had grown thoroughly fed up inside the illusory realm.
At first, the people in these illusions had at least varied their methods of deceiving him.
But the further he went, the more often their tricks repeated.
Later, there was nothing but that Scholar. He had killed the Scholar more than a dozen times, yet still could not eliminate him completely.
True Person Hanjiang had even memorized the Scholar's lines, but the Scholar still tried to dupe him in the same unhurried manner.
Each time, he failed to remember that True Person Hanjiang had already been deceived countless times.
Finally, with no other recourse, True Person Hanjiang unleashed a great divine ability and flattened the entire illusory realm into dust.
At last, the illusory realm shattered, and the scene before his eyes began to-
"This will truly cost me years of life!"
Although they were beings within an illusory realm, they possessed divine sense, after all. The karmic consequences of slaughtering them would probably subject him to the Heavenly Dao's punishment of a shortened lifespan again.
Just as True Person Hanjiang consoled himself that, at least, breaking the illusion meant he could capture Lin Ke and the Mirror Insect, both brimming with lifespan power-
He suddenly felt that the scene before him was still rather bizarre.
It was a colorful, jumbled mess. It looked like a cavern, but why was this cavern...
"This will cost me years! Years!"
"What domain spirit is this? How can there be so many spell arts?"
True Person Hanjiang realized it too. These were all spell-art deathtraps Lin Ke had set for him.
Without a second thought, he manifested his Myriad Transformations Profound Nether Bell. Who could have expected that Void Illusion Strangulation Flow, the spell art upon which Lu Yuanchun had