While thinking, Philip looked for the voice in front and walked over to see if it was Dion.
However, after walking for a long time, he found that the sound was still far away from him, and he seemed to be
walking on the same spot. This shocked Philip.
What was wrong with him?
After walking for a while longer, Philip decided to stay put. There was no point in walking further, and Philip felt as if
he was trapped in an illusion at this time, but he did not encounter any strange things.
How did he enter the illusion in the first place?
Who did this to him?
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Had Philip not killed him?
“You guessed it right, but there’s no reward,” A familiar voice sounded.
The surrounding environment became clear, and a figure appeared not far from Philip in the next second.
He was none other than the guy who was drinking and taunting Philip earlier, and as expected, this guy was still
alive.
“You had already cast the illusion when l attacked you, hadn’t you?” Philip could not help asking, and the latter
nodded.
“Indeed. I didn’t expect you to figure it out so quickly. Unfortunately, it’s useless. You can’t leave this place. Many
people like you have ended up being trapped to death here,” The person replied.
He crossed his arms and sized Philip up.
He then smiled and continued, “I’m really looking forward to seeing how long you can last. After all, how can you
survive without any food and resources?”
“I’m not sure either, but I’m sure I can leave if I kill you,” Philip said with a smile.
The other party shook his head hearing Philip’s words.
“This isn’t my real body. You can’t kill anyone in the illusion. If I were you, I’d choose to conserve some strength,”
the man said evenly.
The man promptly disappeared, and Philip was the only one around with no trace of other people.
‘Damn it, who is this guy? Why did he do this to me? Was he sent by that family I encountered earlier?’ Philip
frowned and analyzed, unable to figure things out for a moment.
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In addition, Philip realized that as the other party said, everything was cut off here. Even the air was extremely
scarce, let alone other things.
A practitioner would not be able to last long here. After all, practitioners were human too, not gods. No one could
last without food and oxygen.
”Am I really trapped here for good?”
Philip felt indignant and gathered all his strength before smashing the ground. Since he did not know the way out, it
was no big deal to create a way out. After all, his strength was comparable to ten people!
There was a loud bang.
After Philip struck the ground, it exploded, and the surface within a radius of several hundred meters was
overturned in an instant. Philip had blasted out a deep pit just like that.