When Did You Get the Illusion That I Wasn't Using Mirror Flower, Water Moon?

"It was actually an illusion-type soul skill!"

Only now did Yan Feng realize that he had fallen for it from the very beginning.

Well played, Huo Yuhao!

So the other side had deliberately simulated seven Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings to intimidate them, then taken advantage of that opening to use a mental soul skill to influence them.

This guy was utterly shameless!

Although Yan Feng had sensed a faintly unusual fluctuation after activating his Martial Soul Avatar earlier, he had quickly put it out of his mind.

And his teammates had made the first move.

Faced with a head-on beating from his teammates, he couldn't exactly refuse to fight back, could he?

By now, regret was pointless.

It wasn't that Yan Feng felt sorrow for his dead teammates. On the contrary, he regretted missing the best chance to kill Dai Huabin.

And their deaths had not been entirely useless. Instead, they had become nourishment for Yan Feng, helping him achieve further advancement.

Right now, Yan Feng felt terrifyingly powerful!

Although the Holy Spirit Cult operated like a breeding ground for poisonous insects to some extent, once one reached their level, opportunities for mutual slaughter were no longer available.

If he deliberately violated that rule, then even as the Cult Leader's direct disciple, Yan Feng would receive an extremely severe punishment.

But.

Yan Feng felt that if he had reacted a little faster just now, he could have killed Dai Huabin directly. All he had needed to do afterward was insist that he had been affected by a mental soul skill.

Even if Scorpion Tiger Douluo held him accountable afterward, with his status as the Cult Leader's direct disciple, at most he would receive a trivial punishment.

Yan Feng had disliked Dai Huabin for a long time.

Although Dai Huabin was an