Luo Feng looked at the Demon Ancestor, then at Yuan and the others trapped in an illusion in the distance. He felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.
The Demon Ancestor was undoubtedly powerful to an utterly horrifying degree.
Even now, Luo Feng was still doing everything he could to control the Dao Intent World and the Ouroboros Reincarnation Ring, trying to break free from the Demon Ancestor's colorful long whip.
At the same time, he continuously condensed Blade Intent Blades and launched them at the Demon Ancestor.
Yet none of it helped.
The Demon Ancestor was simply too powerful now—powerful enough to drive Luo Feng into despair. None of Luo Feng's attacks had any effect.
The Demon Ancestor pulled Luo Feng directly before her. Her icy eyes stared at him as though she were passing judgment on a weak creature.
"Luo Feng, wasn't your Dao Soul Guiding supposed to be powerful? What's wrong? You can't even deal with me?" the Demon Ancestor sneered.
Luo Feng was now completely at her mercy.
Luo Feng said nothing. Being held like this filled him with unwillingness, and seeing his brothers trapped in illusions made his heart feel as though it were being cut by blades.
He had never expected the Demon Ancestor's illusion techniques to reach such a level.
However, after struggling for quite some time, Yuan's eyes regained their clarity and brightness. As he looked toward the Demon Ancestor, his eyes unleashed his strongest Lie Yuan Art. Two intangible will attacks shot from his eyes and entered the Demon Ancestor's body. Yet she merely furrowed her brows slightly, completely unaffected.
With a wave of the Demon Ancestor's hand, a gigantic finger formed instantly from condensed divine power mixed with all sorts of other forces. Complex patterns covered the enormous finger. Whoosh! As