Great God Heaven—Regret at Not Having the Star Tower
Boom!
A fierce impact instantly unleashed a terrifying storm. The Illusory Rift Space was ultimately not an Innate Primordial Chaos Spiritual Treasure. The entire cube jolted violently, and even with Luo Feng doing his utmost to control it, he simply could not disperse that horrifying impact.
The cube-like Illusory Rift Space was forcibly split into countless fragments.
Luo Feng's attempt to use the Illusory Rift Space to suppress one of Crimson Three Immortals' incarnations had failed.
"Brat, you're courting death!" Crimson Three Immortals bellowed, both furious and alarmed.
An incarnation had been forged only after he had exhausted endless effort, spent endless time, and paid an enormous price. The materials in a single incarnation alone were likely no less precious than five hundred Innate Primordial Chaos Spiritual Treasures. If one were suppressed just like that, how could he accept it?
The three incarnations were already a unified whole. Together, they could unleash formidable power.
If one was missing, many of his techniques could no longer be used. Refining another would require a tremendous cost in both treasures and time.
His true body's strongest power required the fusion of these three incarnations. It could be said that the three incarnations were his means of dealing with enemies, but they were also the trump card of his strength.
After shattering the Illusory Rift Space, the power of Crimson Three Immortals' spear continued charging straight toward Luo Feng.
Luo Feng's expression changed. The failed suppression left him somewhat regretful. If the Illusory Rift Space had been the Star Tower instead, he might have succeeded.
Just now, when the Illusory Rift Space collapsed, the backlash had also severely affected his body, leaving him rather uncomfortable.
*I've lost two-thirds of my soul. It hasn't greatly affected