Weisheng Moran looked at Li Tianming and smiled faintly. "That's right. This phantasm god is called the 'Phantom Sky Imperial Clan Eternal Phantasm God.'"
Sui Shen Yao was rather curious. Faced with these terrifying phantoms, she showed no restraint at all and instead walked straight into them.
"Little Fish, why is this phantasm god humanoid? I feel like we've barely seen any like this before. And why do these phantasm gods look so much like the people of the Phantom Sky Imperial Clan?" Sui Shen Yao quickly spotted the key issue and asked in confusion.
"This is a phantasm god centered around 'people.' It's said that every phantasmic figure within it is the image of an ancestor from generation after generation of the Phantom Sky Imperial Clan. We learned all this from the memories of that so-called progenitor," Weisheng Moran explained with a smile.
Sui Shen Yao understood even less. "Isn't this progenitor their ancestor? How could an ancestor use the phantasmic projections of his descendants? When he died, these people probably hadn't even been born yet."
"Yaoyao, you're being silly. This is a progenitor, not their earliest ancestor. If we're being exact, Little Fish is probably their true ancestor," Li Tianming said, unable to decide whether to laugh or cry.
"That's true. Little Fish is the oldest one," Sui Shen Yao said with a laugh after realizing it. "No matter what, now that even his phantasm god has been extracted, even if this Illusory Heaven Progenitor had nine lives, he has to be dead beyond dead, right? He watched us for so long—now we can finally wipe him out completely."
At this moment, the phantasm god spread out by Weisheng Moran was practically a sea of people. The Governor's Manor was densely packed with powerful figures from generation after