As Xiahou Wu spoke till here, Fang Chen finally understood the twists and turns of it all.
“In this illusion formation, there is a remnant of the Huangquan Sect that is struggling to recover from her injuries. As long as I am in this array, I can feel his aura. As time passes, my mind will be lost.” Xiahou Wu said with difficulty, enunciating each word clearly.
Fang Chen sensed Xiahou Wu’s pain and immediately said: “You and I will break the base of the illusion array together and then leave this place.”
In that moment, a strong aura of the Huangquan Sect enveloped Fang Chen.
“Hmph, you want to confuse me?”
Rumble …
“Damn human.”
When Fang Chen’s Star-Hidden Sword struck the illusionary figure, the illusionary figure instantly dissipated.
When Fang Chen entered the crevice, the wild aura of the Huangquan Sect instantly spread out. When these auras made contact with Xiahou Wu, the latter had a splitting headache.