Facing the terrifying beast that surged toward him with towering momentum, as though it had merged with the entire heaven and earth of the ruins, Chen Fei's expression did not change in the slightest. Even his gaze remained calm as still water.
His eyelids lifted slightly, his eyes sweeping over every detail of the beast's body with the precision of the finest ruler, as well as its strange state of fusion with the surrounding environment.
"Still an illusion, only used in a different way."
Chen Fei understood clearly. The core of this beast before him was still Shi Junqing's true body and that Bronze Demonic Hammer. The difference was that Shi Junqing had completely condensed the previous large-scale, bewildering illusion power and bestowed it upon himself.
Combined with his own immense death qi and vengeful power, it had formed this beastly body that was more imposing, more powerful, and capable of drawing upon the negative aura of the ruins.
This was no longer merely an interference of Divine Soul Power. It combined the illusion's form with the substance of his own strength, creating an attack form in which illusion and reality gave rise to one another, making it even more deceptive and destructive.
But no matter how things changed, they never strayed from their origin!
Just as the beast charged to within less than thirty feet of Chen Fei with a heaven-destroying momentum, its sharp foreclaws about to rip apart space—
Chen Fei moved.
His right foot stepped lightly backward, seemingly casually.
Boom!
A deep, heavy muffled sound, as though an ancient giant god had beaten a war drum, burst outward from where Chen Fei's right foot landed.
Not only did the incomparably hard floor beneath his feet ripple violently like the surface of water, with bricks and stones cracking