Although the Illusion Demon had voluntarily withdrawn the illusion array, Lu Feng could still faintly sense the aura of formations as he advanced;
Clearly, this place was far more than a single illusion array.
The Illusion Demon's earlier probing had certainly not used his full strength.
As one of the Black List's top ten, Demon Ridge Yama could not possibly consist of mere flashy tricks.
The Six Freaks had vastly different temperaments. The Illusion Demon holding back did not mean the other five demons would treat him the same way.
Lu Feng's expression abruptly grew much more solemn as he cautiously sensed the movements around him.
Almost at the same instant, a terrifyingly vicious aura suddenly locked onto him.
Judging from its aura, it possessed strength at least at the Heaven Soul Realm Seven Breaths level, a notch stronger than the Illusion Demon from before.
Whoosh!
As Lu Feng hesitated in surprise, the sound of something tearing through the air suddenly came from his side.
A crescent-shaped curved blade tore through the dense fog and came slashing at him with terrifying momentum nearly at the Heaven Soul Realm Six Breaths level.
Lu Feng raised his hands, gathering Sword Light at the tips of both fingers. Crossing them, he chopped at the curved blade and successfully intercepted it midway.
Although his attainments in the sword had improved considerably after Jun Zi Mo's treatment, it was still difficult for him, in such haste, to reach that state of mind and transcend the Swordless Realm.
Mainly because, having learned that the Illusion Demon and the others were Ghost Performer's masters, martial uncles, and elders, he found it difficult to stir up the rage that forgot all else. His state of mind was calm and natural.
The instant the curved blade was knocked flying