Golden light flashed as Little Black howled out. Together with Shen Yi, they barely evaded the strike from the void.
Only then did Shen Yi see clearly that the two streaks of light in the void were actually the gleam shot from a pair of eyes—and their owner was none other than the nearly crazed Feather Venerable.
Black radiance blazed. This black light seemed like netherfire from the depths of hell, carrying an aura of destruction amid its fierce brilliance. The void twisted, on the verge of collapse.
"This isn't an illusion. It is Feather Venerable's true form!"
After destroying Hun Wuji, Yu Chen came to Shen Yi's side, his gaze fixed on the eyes in the sky.
"You mean the Feather Venerable before us is only a clone as well?"
Shen Yi was stunned. Just how many clones did Feather Venerable possess? And what kind of being was his true form?
"I never expected you to see through it after all!"
Feather Venerable's voice rang out through the void. All this time, the one fighting Shen Yi had been merely one of his clones, while the likes of Hun Wuji had been nothing more than puppets.
A wild wind arose, roaring between heaven and earth. The yellow sand on the ground was ruthlessly swept up and hurled backward toward the high sky. Feather Venerable had merely flapped his wings once, yet he could unleash such terrifying power. The sight made them all shudder.
Boom!
Boom!
A gigantic palm swept through heaven and earth, seeking to seize Shen Yi. Unable to contend against it, Shen Yi could only teleport repeatedly and flee in panic.
"What realm is this?" Feeling the terrifying fluctuations surging from ahead, he narrowly dodged the giant hand's attack once more.
Even so, the tense atmosphere on