Twin blades cleaved forward, sending gray and black streaks of light flying.
This strike tore apart the illusory curtain and shredded the supreme god within the illusion.
In Asura Evil Ghost form, Feng Qi acknowledged no gods.
When the curtain of illusion faded, he slowly raised his head. Beneath the bright giant moon, the surrounding streets had once again become ruins, and tattered yellow paper drifted through the sky.
He raised the demon blade and pointed it toward the city center, the savage smile on his face growing wider.
"Heh heh, hahahahaha!"
His maniacal laughter was like merciless mockery, a provocation directed at the life form hiding behind the scenes in the city center.
His body slowly lowered as Feng Qi tensed up like a vicious tiger about to pounce on its prey.
The pitch-black evil ghost behind him bared its fangs and claws in response to Feng Qi's will, gazing toward the city center as it let out a deafening roar.
Boom!
As the ground suddenly sank, Feng Qi's body transformed into symmetrical gray and black streams of light and shot forward, charging straight at the oncoming death creatures.
"Kill!"
Amid his hysterical shout, the ghost blade in Feng Qi's hand was swallowed by gray flames. The blade aura it unleashed continuously expanded as it advanced, like a cloud of gray mist threatening to blot out the bright moon.
A spiritual domain of Negative Emotions instantly enveloped the area ahead.
Those mindless death creatures were instantly cut off from their mental connection to the life form behind the scenes.
The intelligent death creatures, meanwhile, had nothing but terror in their eyes.
When the ghost blade's power descended, they did not even have time to resist before their consciousness was dragged into the Negative Spiritual Domain.
Despair, fear, destruction... The