Deception!

Outside the Heavenly Phoenix Clan Holy Land, a great battle at the Nascent Soul level finally erupted.

The moment Zhou Yang made his move, he unleashed the Purple Gold Qiankun Ruler, a high-grade sixth-tier artifact. He showed no restraint whatsoever merely because his opponent was Jiang Fengxian's grandfather.

In truth, he did not dare hold back either. Jiang Fengxian's grandfather's cultivation was nearly comparable to that of a Sixth-layer Nascent Soul cultivator. Without using the Vermilion Bird Fan, defeating him was already extremely difficult; how could Zhou Yang dare show mercy?

Most Savage Alien Races were not skilled at artifact refinement. Their strength lay entirely in all manner of powerful spells and divine abilities.

Although Jiang Fengxian's grandfather had used a strange feather-shaped weapon when he ambushed Zhou Yang earlier, his true strength still lay in the various spells and divine abilities he had cultivated through his Phoenix Bloodline.

Zhou Yang did not know what kind of divine ability he had cultivated, but when Zhou Yang brought out the Purple Gold Qiankun Ruler, he was somehow able to sense the trajectory of its attack in advance, allowing him to evade Zhou Yang's first strike.

Then, with a flap of the Seven-Colored Phoenix Wings behind his back, a wild green gale swept across the sky. A huge wind pillar connecting heaven and earth rapidly took shape around Zhou Yang.

Standing at the center of the wind pillar, Zhou Yang immediately felt as if he had fallen into a swamp. He nearly lost control of his body and was swept away by the pillar.

"Suppress!"

His expression changed. With a low shout, a seven-tier pagoda instantly rose above his head, releasing ten thousand rays of golden light that protected him within. In one stroke, it dispelled the wind pillar's force from his