"Xiao Bai and Mingchuan can easily dispel the Illusion Realm, it seems I'm a bit behind, lacking specific Skills." Jiang Yuan stood in the Illusion Realm, feeling somewhat irritated.
Knowing all around him is fake, yet unable to escape!
The wind blows through the tattered newspaper, the sensation as it brushes past feels real; the touch of walls, railings feels real; the damage from the bizarre squad in the Illusion Realm is also tangibly real.
Other than dismantling it by force, it seems there's no other way to break it.
Unable to find a shortcut to break through, he immediately targeted the lion dance made of bones, hurling a Heaven-Burning Storm.
Actually, using Group Attack Skills would be ideal here. Unfortunately, amidst the war wreckage, pollution permeates everywhere; whether it's the long sword, Chaotic Heaven Bell, or the Paper Mache, there's a risk they've been polluted, so Jiang Yuan doesn't dare to use them lightly.
"Devouring Mountains and Rivers!"
