Ju Yang hated Li Canglin, who had forced the entire He Yang Palace to relocate, with every fiber of his being. Naturally, he held nothing back this time. The moment he attacked, he unleashed Illusion Demon Hand.
A crimson streak flashed into existence. As it unfurled in midair, it instantly transformed into dozens of streaks, spreading across the sky like a landslide and covering the area where Li Canglin stood.
As each streak shot forth, pitch-black voids appeared in the air. Frigid cold surged out. Although the voids vanished in an instant, the terror of the spatial rifts had already been laid bare.
This time, Ju Yang's Illusion Demon Hand was vastly different from before. The streaks had previously shown not the slightest energy fluctuation, but now their terrifying power was fully revealed.
Even a lightning pearl from the Immortal Realm had failed to inflict much damage on Ju Yang's clone, leaving Li Canglin utterly speechless. That lightning pearl was powerful enough to heavily injure a Mahayana cultivator, yet it had been completely ineffective before Ju Yang's clone. Only now did Li Canglin finally realize how cunning Ju Yang was.
Seeing Ju Yang attack him directly, Li Canglin's face immediately turned pale.
At his peak, he could naturally have battled Ju Yang for a time. But now he merely occupied another person's body, and his soul realm had fallen to the Profound Tier peak.
In such a state, facing a powerful divine ability from Ju Yang's divine sense clone, he had virtually no ability to resist.
Li Canglin's expression changed drastically, but he did not panic. His magic power surged within him, and both his hands swept outward. A mass of gray light flashed into existence, accompanied by a savage bird cry that rang through the heavens.
As the gray