It was not an illusion.
Will-O-Wisp Realm was a control-series Star Technique that Lin Feng comprehended and cultivated.
The rapidly condensed flames in his hands formed a power that could disturb one's mind, just like a "bewitching" method. Unlike illusions, it was based on flames and Star Power. It was the power of a Heavenly Spiritualist and not the technique of a Heavenly Soul Master. However …
Lin Feng increased the power of Will-O-Wisp Realm by a level with the Dao of Saints!
His pupils changed in his self-state.
Two-layered attack!
After the Will-O-Wisp Realm, the hidden Yu Miao made a "ding" sound. Although Yu Miao was only a Human Rank White Connate treasure, Lin Feng did not need the power of Yu Miao itself. Instead, he needed its "ability" to attack. Be it the Star Sky Eyes or the Star Sky Eyes, they were only auxiliary eyes, even in his self-state.
Illusion!
Lin Feng's eyes lit up completely. The sixth level of self-state was equivalent to the eighth level of first-grade eyes.
That was the true power of a Saint!
The real killer move was hidden behind the Will-O-Wisp Realm.
…
As a Flame Controller, Feng Ming was far superior to Lin Feng in terms of the ability of a Heavenly Spiritualist.
No matter how powerful the Will-O-Wisp Realm was, it was only at the beginning of the Sanctuary-level. How could it control Feng Ming? However, the double-layered attack and the ocular technique hidden behind the Will-O-Wisp Realm caught Feng Ming off guard. His head cracked, and he naturally flew into a rage!
"Break!" Feng Ming barked, and the mark of the phoenix on his forehead glowed brightly.
His eyes were glistening, and his handsome face was full of anger. The illusion in front of him was suddenly broken. Although Lin Feng's attack was unexpected, Feng Ming still managed to break it in a short period of time. However, the short period of time was not "short" at all in a battle of such a level.
"Oh no!" After losing sight of Lin Feng, Feng Ming's heart wrenched up, and he stepped lightly on the ground and retreated without hesitation.
Prediction and reaction!
That was the experience of a veteran warrior.
At this moment, the relaxed expression on Feng Ming's face had long disappeared. Other than being angry at Lin Feng's' audacious' actions, there was also a hint of solemnity and seriousness on his face. Flames erupted from Feng Ming's hands. With a loud roar, a thick halo of fire exploded outwards. Feng Ming didn't sense Lin Feng's current location at all. As he retreated, flames shot out from his hands and he instantly launched an attack to the limit.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Like a machine gun, Feng Ming's eyes burned brightly, but his expression changed drastically in an instant.
Neither the fireball nor the halo hit their target. Feng Ming's heart trembled. As he swiftly retreated, he felt a chill run down his spine, and he was instantly shocked. "Not good, we've been tricked!"
Not far away, Jin Ji's eyes shone brightly, his eyes filled with shock.
Intense flames instantly erupted.
It was a power that could devour everything!
Like a ghost, Lin Feng actually charged out from behind Feng Ming.
The purple light was incomparably bright!
Lin Feng had taken a long detour, but he had completely predicted Feng Ming's movements. Like a chess game, he anticipated the enemy's moves. Using the Misty Cloud Steps, his subtle footwork exploded with astonishing power. Lin Feng's eyes emitted a thick killing intent, and the Amethyst Spear flashed with lightning.
Flames, killing intent, and spear art completely merged. The new Amethyst Spear hummed loudly. Lin Feng was like an Asura reborn, causing lightning to fall.
This attack was imbued with all his power, and the Devil Devouring Ring on his right hand attacked with full power.
If he didn't succeed, he would die trying!
"Flame Dragon Spear Art!" Lin Feng clenched his teeth and shouted.
In his mind, the scene of his father carrying him and his little brother while chasing after them appeared. The ruthlessness in his heart unleashed his battle intent to the extreme. At this moment, Lin Feng was suddenly stunned. An indescribable feeling seemed to rise in his heart, and he faintly seemed to understand something.
But in front of him, it was instantly submerged in the explosive attack.
Nothing could stop this spear!
The killing intent was awe-inspiring!
"Boom!" Imbued with all his power, it was an extremely crazy spear.
It was earth-shattering. The new Amethyst Spear's attack was similarly unleashed to the extreme. The flames of the Flame Dragon Spear Art affected all the fire elements in the surroundings, engulfing everything. The Flame Dragon in the air completely exploded, and with a monstrous momentum, it opened its bloody mouth.
It was extremely terrifying!
"So strong …" Jin Ji was completely stunned.
Lin Feng's spear made his heart tremble, and he unconsciously took a step back.
That figure was not considered tall, but it had the domineering aura of meeting gods, killing gods, meeting buddhas, killing buddhas. Behind him, the Phoenix Constellation faintly shone, and its attack power was already no different from a Saint. At this moment, Jin Ji felt that Lin Feng's spear could really kill that arrogant ancient race Saint!
But …
It was just a feeling.
"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" With hysterical screams, a huge Phoenix completely appeared, its wings covered in blood, and it was severely injured and furious. With a boom, the flames exploded, and in the midst of the flames, the two figures suddenly separated. Lin Feng could not help but retreat, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. On the other side, Feng Ming flew out like a cannonball, obviously more seriously injured.
However, his aura was still strong.
He was only injured, but not dead.
"Oh no." Jin Ji frowned.
As a bystander, he was very clear that Lin Feng was able to gain the upper hand just now because of the use of 'techniques', which caught Feng Ming off guard. It was not because he was stronger than Feng Ming. On the contrary, to be able to not receive fatal injuries in such a situation, one could see how deep his foundation was and how strong he was.
He was indeed worthy of being a Saint!
"The ancient race is so scary." Jin Ji was secretly shocked.
…
So strong!
Jin Ji could feel it, and so could Lin Feng.
The situation was worse than expected. If it had been an ordinary Saint, he would have been killed long ago, but … Lin Feng frowned, feeling powerless. Feng Ming's astonishing explosive power was like a phoenix following him. No matter how hard he tried, he could not kill him. Lin Feng's attacks had only given him an advantage, but they had not secured victory.
However, there was no way out!
Lin Feng gritted his teeth, and his gaze changed drastically.
"Garuda Flames Body Technique!" The familiar power instantly condensed, and Lin Feng strengthened himself. The Saint-level Star Technique was cast, and the power was completely released. Feeling the familiar flames, the changes in Lin Feng's body caused his aura to suddenly soar at this moment. The Fire of Devouring appeared in his hands, and the Fire Star Plate in his body sensed it.
The power of fire was enhanced to the extreme!
"Garuda Fireball, Ten Million Shots!" Lin Feng yelled.
At this moment, he no longer cared about the difference in strength and didn't hide anything.
At this moment, techniques were useless, and the real collision would determine the final outcome of the battle. In the end …
Who would have the last laugh!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The raging fireball condensed terrifying power.
After being strengthened by the Garuda Flames Body Technique, the power of the fireball was exerted to the extreme, far exceeding the power used to lure the enemy just now. Every second, hundreds of fireballs were ejected. Lin Feng released them with both hands and went all out. At this moment, he couldn't care less about whether there was a limit to the Fire of Devouring. If Feng Ming had a chance to catch his breath, then …
He would definitely lose.
"I must not lose!" Lin Feng gritted his teeth.
Be it for himself, his father, or his biological mother whom he had never met before.
He had to win this battle!
"Go to hell!" Lin Feng's eyes were menacing, and his aura was extremely violent.
The change in mood made Lin Feng tremble violently. At this moment, he seemed to have the same feeling just now. It was inexplicably familiar. However, at this moment, there was no room for anything else in his heart. The only thing in front of him was the imaginary scene of the massacre and his father's broken leg bleeding profusely.
He would never forget this grudge!
"Ancient Feng Clan!" Lin Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.
…
Flames filled the sky as if heaven and earth were falling apart.
Lin Feng exploded crazily as if he wanted to destroy this King's Domain.
Jin Ji looked at all this and felt shocked. Lin Feng's strength had long entered the Saint level. Very strong, terrifyingly strong. It was far beyond his imagination! Jin Ji laughed self-deprecatingly. Just now, he had thought that his strength had improved greatly and could compete with Lin Feng. However, the difference in strength between the two was like a chasm.
The difference between a Star Sector-level and a Saint.
But …
Just like the difference between Lin Feng and Feng Ming.
"It's over." Jin Ji frowned and pursed his lips.
Feng Ming's aura did not weaken at all. Lin Feng's attack was strong, but it was not a close-range attack.
The Ancient Clan's strongest ability was their Sky Spirit Master ability.
And Feng Ming was a Fire Spirit Master expert who could control flames almost perfectly!
"Hehe." "Hehehe." The laughter became louder and louder. The calm laughter made one's heart palpitate. The area covered by the flames was covered by the fireballs. No one could see anyone, but from the arrogant laughter, one could tell that —
Feng Ming was still alive and well.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
One after another, the fireballs were all blocked.
Even the Devouring Fire was useless. No matter how strong Lin Feng was, he was still only a peak Star Sector-level!
Perhaps, now that he was a Saint, Lin Feng could compete with Feng Ming, but it was just a 'maybe.' The truth was in front of him, and Lin Feng had to admit it. With a pale face, Lin Feng's eyes kept changing. The flames that were wildly erupting from his hands finally stopped.
"Huff, huff!" His chest rose and fell. Lin Feng panted heavily and did not continue to attack.
"Damn it." Clenching his fists, Lin Feng's body trembled.
Feng Ming was so strong!
They were both Fire Spirit Masters, but he was completely countered.
The power of a Star Sector-level could not shake the power of a Saint. If it was a normal Saint, he would have been killed already. But this Feng Ming …
He was indeed not normal!
The flames gradually dissipated, like a black cloud dispersing.
Floating in the air, Feng Ming's eyes shot out flames. There was blood at the corner of his mouth. His skinny silhouette exuded a sense of loftiness. The phoenix imprint on his forehead fused together with the constellation behind him, giving off an unshakable sense of power.
It was not like Ceng Ren's faintly discernible star, but a slightly blurry one.
Obviously, it was deeper!
He lost.
Lin Feng felt a sense of helplessness.
He had used all his strength and grabbed the only chance, but he had only lightly injured Feng Ming. Although he was unwilling to admit it, the huge difference in power could not be made up for by technique alone. Gritting his teeth, Lin Feng thought of the blood feud and felt a deep sense of unwillingness.
"I'm sorry, Father," Lin Feng murmured.
He was afraid that he would not be able to avenge his father.
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