"An illusion curse?" Upon hearing this, Jing Yan's face changed. "My friends have all stayed here and never went out, so why am I under an illusion curse?"
The Cangyu Envoy looked troubled. Although he was merely an Artifact Spirit who was skilled at handling information and not one of those powerful 'War Spirits,' no matter what, the fact that Zhao Xing was under an illusion curse while staying in his Yuanhai Palace reflected poorly on the palace's reputation.
Du Yun's expression also darkened. He had just gone out to meet someone, and something happened to Zhao Xing. Zhao Xing was under his protection, and at this moment, he felt shamed.
"Can it be broken?" Du Yun asked.
"Difficult." The great scholar pointed at his head, "The art of spellcasting is inherently hard to practice, and for outsiders to break it is even more challenging, especially since it is the work of a Spirit Spellcaster."
"How could this be? Is there no way to heal his ailment?" Jing Yan became anxious.
