Phantom Demon Profound Art!

Yi Xingyin's entire body erupted with dazzling starlight, piercing through the starry sky.

For a moment, stellar radiance flashed brilliantly.

His body suddenly sank, heading toward the Yanhuang Continent.

But—the starry sky around him rippled like waves, and layer upon layer of illusory worlds descended from every direction, completely shrouding Yi Xingyin within them.

The starry sky vanished!

What appeared before Yi Xingyin was a vast and real world, boundless and endless.

With no end, there was naturally no exit.

Even though Yi Xingyin shone upon all things like a blazing sun, he could not break free from this world.

"Li Caiwei, it's you!" Yi Xingyin's deep voice spread across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

"How did you know it was me?"

For a moment, heaven and earth, mountains, rivers, trees, and all things spoke, emitting an elegant woman's voice.

"The Great Dream Heart Realm left behind by the Two Forms Demon God could only have been created by you. This is a tribulation-pattern formation beyond the 'Three Origins,' a handiwork worthy of a god. I never expected your attainments in formations had reached such a level. You hid yourself deeply enough. But using the Great Dream Heart Realm against me—isn't that using a sledgehammer to crack a nut? I, Yi Xingyin, am merely a minor figure. Do you really need the Great Dream Heart Realm to deal with me?"

Though danger loomed before him, Yi Xingyin's voice remained calm enough.

His bearing was resolute and his features handsome. He appeared somewhat delicate, yet he was in truth an iron-blooded man.

"You're right. You truly aren't worthy of the Great Dream Heart Realm. However, someone is." The woman's voice drifted over, drawing closer and closer.

"What do you mean?"

The instant Yi Xingyin's words fell, a figure appeared