Chapter 980 – Figment Great Holy

Yang Feng transmitted his voice decisively: “Taboo Monarch, Star Monarch, there is a Holy step Transcendent over there!”

The Taboo Monarch’s expression changed, and she retreated briskly and appeared beside Yang Feng.

The Star Monarch frowned, runes appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she looked in the direction of the mountain and hesitated. She did not see any seals placed on the mountain.

However, seeing that Yang Feng isn’t moving, the Star Monarch retreated briskly and took the Star Heavenly Maiden to Yang Feng’s side.

Many Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses also heard Alice’s words. But, when they examined the mountain and found no problems, they turned into streams of light and flew towards the mountain.

A green ray flashed, and a three-meter-tall powerhouse with two pairs of mantis-like forelimbs on the back, four fly-like compound eyes on the head, and a pair of fly-like wings on the back, suddenly appeared in front of the Tree of Time, his eyes flashed with greed, and he extended a hand towards the Tree of Time.

“Get lost!”

A windlord formed from strong wind bellowed and pointed with a finger, and a huge wind blade containing the essence of wind appeared, slashed the back of the fly-winged powerhouse in a flash, tore through the magic shields around the other party, and dealt him heavy damage.

A beam containing the essence of toxicity suddenly ejected, slammed into the fly-winged powerhouse, and corroded his body, and many tumors sprang up on his body.

Shining brightly, an elusive arrow shot by a sun elf hit the fly-winged powerhouse and turned into a fierce sun that engulfed him.

Besieged by the powerhouses behind him, the fly-winged powerhouse persevered for just less than five breaths of time before he was killed.

A dark figure suddenly jumped out of the shadow behind the fly-winged powerhouse and extended a hand towards the Tree of Time.

Suddenly, a black chain ejected from the ground, stabbed into the dark figure, and pulled out a practically invisible existence.

All kinds of powerful attacks landed on the invisible powerhouse and smashed them to pieces.

For the sake of the Tree of Time, hundreds of Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses madly attacked the powerhouses closest to the Tree of Time.

One after another, Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses were blasted to pieces and souls and blood spilled on the ground.

Yang Feng suddenly frowned and said slowly: “Something’s wrong! How come they have become so stupid?”

These Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses are elites of this universe, are old monsters who have lived for more than 10,000 years.

Only the fiend emperor, Yang Feng, and other such powerhouses who received the universe’s favor and are extremely lucky can cultivate to the quasi-Holy step in less than 10,000 years.

At this time, transparent tentacles extended from the Phantom Ruler and wiped Yang Feng’s eyes, and phantom light shone, absorbing invisible and imperceptible phantom force.

Yang Feng felt his blood run cold: “What strange illusion magic! They were all hit by a spell!”

Although Holy Spirit Warlock rank powerhouses can easily kill Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses. But, it is extremely difficult to quietly manipulate them through illusion magic.

A dignified color flashed in Alice’s eyes, and she said unhurriedly: “The Figment Great Holy is sealed in this mountain. He is good at guiding and magnifying the desires of others. The Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses have thoughts of fighting for the Tree of Time and rooting out the competition. By taking control of these thoughts, the Figment Great Holy is able to manipulate those powerhouses like puppets!”

Yang Feng frowned and uttered slowly: “Great Holy! Why isn’t he dead yet?”

Under the erosion of 10 million years, even the soul of Warlock Emperor rank powerhouses will decay, and they will fall. For the Figment Great Holy not to have fallen yet, this is simply shocking.

A gloomy ray flashed across Alice’s pretty face: “He is my older brother!”

This sentence answered all of Yang Feng’s questions. With the Eye of Time’s fearsome methods, it is not impossible to preserve a person from 10 million years ago. Of course, the price for that is that they will fall into a state of deep slumber, be frozen, be petrified, or so on for this period of time.

Yang Feng asked: “Is he our friend, or foe?”

Alice’s beautiful eyes flashed with the color of hatred, and she stressed each syllable, saying: “My father the Eye of Time died because of him! No, my father was assassinated by him and died of serious injury. If you can, I hope you kill him!”

In his peak condition, the Eye of Time suppressed several Warlock Emperor rank powerhouses and dominated the entire Cangzhi Plane. He was practically invincible. Yet, due to a lack of precaution, such an existence can be assassinated by a Great Holy step powerhouse. Especially, if the assassin is his beloved son, the probability of the assassination succeeding is even greater.

Yang Feng asked: “How can I kill him?”

Alice’s eyes flashed with the shade of madness, and she said in a cold voice: “Attack that white mountain! That is his body!”

“Okay!”

Yang Feng spread the fingers of a hand. All of a sudden, whirlpools emerged around him, and a swarm of Devourers flew out and pounced on the white mountain.

When the Devourers reached the white mountain, they started to devour it frantically, heading for its core part.

“Stop! Damn ants!”

Holy step fluctuations of power erupted from the white mountain and flung the Devourers away.

“Holy step powerhouse!”

“Holy Spirit Warlock!”

“Holy step powerhouse!”

“…”

As soon as the Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses sensed the Holy step fluctuations of power, they sobered up. Then, their figure’s fluttered, and they flew away from the mountain.

Since each one of these Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses possess earth-shaking strength, even Holy Spirit Warlock rank powerhouses cannot confuse them easily. Just now, because they were on the white mountain, which is the Figment Great Holy’s body, the latter quietly magnified their desires, prompting them to frantically fight each other. Now that they felt Holy Spirit Warlock rank fluctuations of power, they naturally sobered up.

“Damn insects, you want to run away? Become the nutrients for my recovery!”

A mad, ruthless roar came from the white mountain, and the an enchanting world with earth paved with chocolate, rivers flowing with milk, flowers blooming everywhere, wonderful music drifting in the air, countless top beauties of different races frolicking about, suddenly appeared and engulfed the Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses in an instant.

In a flash, three junior Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses lost themselves in the land full of feminine charms. They stripped naked and pounced on the breath-taking women.

The shade of struggling appeared on the faces of the other Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng said with a contemptuous smile: “Your older brother is such a fool!”

Alice responded lightly: “After being sealed for so many years, it’s not surprising that he isn’t in his right mind.”

There are many kinds of seals. Among them, the most cruel one is to seal a person alone in the dark with their consciousness fully awake. It is the cruelest form of torture. An ordinary person would go crazy after being sealed for a year.

The Figment Great Holy, who has been sealed for more than 10 million years, has already become a madman who lost his intelligence. He’s fighting the Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses by relying on instinct alone.

With a look of madness in his eyes, the Transcendent Monarch took out a Holy grade secret treasure the Transcendent Bead and pressed it against his forehead.

Countless runes entered the Transcendent Monarch from the Transcendent Bead, and he transformed into a 10,000-meter-tall Transcendent exuding Holy Spirit Warlock rank fluctuations of power.

“Open!”

The Transcendent Monarch roared and slammed a fist into the world that engulfed the Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses. The terrifying force released by the punch blasted open a huge hole in the world.

The figure of the Transcendent Monarch fluttered, and he flew out of the huge hole.

“It’s not so simple to trap me!”

The Magic Note Monarch sneered and spread the fingers of a hand, and 20 beads emanating the fluctuations of power of Holy grade secret treasures suddenly flew out and exploded.

Boom! Boom!

Following a series of apocalyptic explosions, the force released by the detonation of the 20 Holy grade secret treasures nearly crushed the world of illusions and blew open a tremendous hole.

The Magic Note Monarch effortlessly flew out through the tremendous hole.

“Split open!”

With a gloomy look in his eyes, the Death Monarch took out a Holy grade secret treasure the Sword of Death and brandished it, and a gray sword ray slashed the world.

In the wake of the hurricane-like gray sword ray, everything turned silent. The Death Monarch slashed open a huge rift. His figure shook slightly, and he flew out of the world.

“Break!”

With an expressionless look on his face, the Time Monarch, the head of the seven chairmen of the Human Supreme Council, unleashed a punch, and a tyrannical essence of power blasted open a giant hole in the world. He easily flew out of the giant hole.

One after another, powerhouses unleashed their trump cards and damaged the world of illusions that the Great Holy step powerhouse has turned into.

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