Ziyue Ming formed the Mystic Hand Seal, and eerie soul fluctuations spread outward.
Strange, uncanny flowers bloomed within the surrounding currents of chaos, their intense fragrance enveloping Chu Kuangren completely.
Even though Chu Kuangren had reached the Grand Void Realm, he still fell into an illusion.
"Soul techniques. Rather interesting."
Chu Kuangren looked at the illusion before him and smiled faintly.
It was a picturesque garden, so beautiful that the eyes could barely take it all in, utterly enchanting.
Here, there seemed to be no harm, no conflict, only peaceful days, making one yearn to stay for a lifetime.
But in the next instant.
Gray mist spread through the garden. Blue-black arms reached out of the soil, and zombies crawled out from beneath the garden.
An atmosphere of terror shrouded what had been peaceful days.
This illusion was far too real, so real that one dared not disbelieve it.
But Chu Kuangren knew that while he was trapped in the illusion, Long Xuan and the Xuanyuan Heir outside were probably already preparing their ultimate attacks to kill him.
Although he was in the Grand Void Realm, he had never deliberately cultivated soul arts. In terms of soul techniques, he indeed could not compare with the Soul Forbidden Zone, with its endless variety of methods.
He would still need several breaths to break this illusion.
Several breaths...
That was enough for the Xuanyuan Heir and the others to unleash their immortal arts and supernatural powers several times.
"But unfortunately, you can bewilder one of my souls, not all three at once!"
Chu Kuangren smiled faintly.
No one knew that he cultivated the Eighteen-Turn Three-Origin Soul Refining Art, and that he had not one soul, but three!
All three souls were in the Grand Void Realm!
This illusion could shroud one soul,