"That is the Temple of Despair's Arrow of Despair! An arrow that can only be condensed by burning Eternal Origin!!"
"The Son of the Temple of Despair has gone mad! Once he uses such a secret art, he will truly die and cannot regenerate through Eternal essence!"
"Madman! The Temple of Despair has so many madmen!!"
"This time, Yang Feng is doomed!!"
"..."
Outside the great hall, the leaders of the various factions watched this scene, strange glimmers flashing through their eyes.
If an Eternal of Eternal Level One Heaven burned their Eternal Imprint to launch an attack, they would possess terrifying power capable of threatening an Eternal Giant.
The Arrow of Despair condensed by the Son of the Temple of Despair through burning everything could heavily injure, or even kill, an Eternal Giant.
The bizarre Arrow of Despair twisted space-time, transforming into a streak of despairing light. It vanished abruptly, teleporting directly before Yang Feng.
Yang Feng gazed at the Arrow of Despair condensed by the Son of the Temple of Despair through burning everything, a solemn look flashing through his eyes. He extended his right hand, and an incomparably mysterious curse mark emerged, evolving into a Devouring Black Hole that swallowed the Arrow of Despair in one gulp before vanishing.
"It's over!!"
"The Son of the Temple of Despair's desperate final strike was broken just like that!!"
"What secret art was that?"
"So powerful!!"
"..."
Within the great hall, the leaders of every faction were stunned for a moment before discussions erupted. Everyone looked at Yang Feng in the arena with eyes filled with awe and apprehension.
Aisha cried out in disbelief, "How is this possible? That was an offensive secret art unleashed by the Son of the Temple of Despair after burning everything!! Even Eternal Giants could