The man let out a painful howl as phantom images surged out of his body one after another.
At that moment, the man looked strangely peculiar in a way that was impossible to describe.
It seemed he was not a single person at all, but a legion. One primordial spirit after another struggled within his body, as if trying to escape.
All kinds of howls from the depths of their souls surged forth, along with their resentment toward life.
The man's expression changed. His body began to contract, and streaks of light stained with black energy erupted from numerous acupoints across his body.
The black, glowing energy emerging from those acupoints instantly absorbed the Flying Head Barbarians back inside.
The man remained standing where he was, forcibly weathering the assault of Wu Feng's Power of Rules.
Of course, the man also withdrew his attack with the Information Torrent.
"Looks like I can still have a proper fight with you."
Wu Feng's expression remained unchanged as he calmly looked down at the man from above.
At that moment, although Wu Feng had the ridiculous appearance of a rooster, he was still filled with a majestic, towering aura.
Chapter 1651: The Power of Rules
Chapter 1651: The Power of Rules
The Power of Rules surged rapidly within Wu Feng's body. Each time it emerged, it made the Creation Egg beneath him emit a faint sound.
It was the sound of cracks spreading across the egg.
As for the man, he stared at Wu Feng with a vicious gaze.
"What is it? Weren't you going to assimilate me, destroy me, and turn me into your mindless puppet? Why aren't you doing anything now? Looks like you're not as capable as you claimed."
Wu Feng smiled at the man as he spoke.
Seeing Wu