"Phantom-Tide Illusory Surge!!!"
With a piercing shriek from the Phantom-Tide Demon King, the entire expanse of water was instantly tinted with brilliant blue-and-pink fluorescence.
Countless ripples transformed beneath that light into long, thick, illusory tentacles, surging toward Mu Yang from every direction and blotting out everything around him.
Phantom-Tide Illusory Surge was the Phantom-Tide Demon King's most powerful weapon.
Not only could it create a fluorescent curtain of water that muddled the mind, but it could also manipulate the currents, turning them into powerful, transparent tentacles that lashed its target.
Moreover, every lash weakened the target's soul, making it even harder to break free of the Phantom-Tide Illusory Surge's control.
Eventually, the tentacles would beat the victim into pulp.
"An illusion?"
With his powerful soul, Mu Yang naturally recognized the nature of the Phantom-Tide Demon King's attack.
To be safe, he activated all three traits-Golden Eyes, Electromagnetic Wave Perception, and Blood Scent Perception-almost immediately.
Driven by his formidable soul power of two hundred and ninety cupfuls, golden light blazed from Mu Yang's eyes, making even the Phantom-Tide Demon King feel a faint sting.
"Those eyes..."
The Phantom-Tide Demon King felt that Mu Yang's eyes looked somewhat familiar, but couldn't spare the attention to think about it just then.
Instead, the demon king poured every ounce of strength into controlling the tentacles, lashing them viciously at Mu Yang.
The tentacles moved incredibly fast. Ordinary martial artists might have been entirely unable to dodge them underwater.
But once Mu Yang saw through the Phantom-Tide Illusory Surge's illusion, he easily evaded tentacle after tentacle and charged toward the Phantom-Tide Demon King.
At the sight, the Phantom-Tide Demon King grew even more horrified.
The demon king had never expected that even the Phantom-Tide Illusory Surge, a source of such pride, would fail to hinder