First update)
As the pinnacle of Genjutsu, how could the Mangekyō Sharingan be something a mere Soul Saint could understand?
Watching as every octopus tentacle that had invaded Tsukuyomi Space was seized by Yang Ming, and as the millstone-like faces on those tentacles vanished one after another, transforming into eerie blood-red Sharingan, Shi Nian was both shocked and enraged.
He was shocked because he had already unleashed his Martial Soul Avatar and exhausted every spiritual soul skill at his disposal, yet he still could not deal with Yang Ming, the ant he had thought he could crush with a casual pinch.
He was enraged because, within those hundreds of Sharingan, he could clearly see looks of contempt and disdain directed at him.
A Soul Saint could not be humiliated!
The weathered face that covered the sky above the entire illusion suddenly revealed a viciously resentful expression. Seven-colored lights emerged one by one, forming an exquisitely crafted Head Soul Bone that covered Shi Nian's head.
This was no ordinary Soul Bone. It was a treasure obtained from hunting a Twenty-Thousand-Year Level Soul Beast, and it was exceptionally compatible with Shi Nian's Martial Soul, Residual Dream. The two could resonate with each other, enhancing his Martial Soul's abilities.
Intense seven-colored radiance illuminated the entire illusionary space. A colossal creature, seemingly formed from all the filth in the world, stood upon the ground. It resembled a Nine-Headed Serpent, its body composed of countless faces, eyeballs, and mouths. At every moment, it emitted terrifying rays that made people deeply uncomfortable, as though it possessed an aura of fear that caused any creature within a thousand meters to tremble instinctively.
Atop the forehead of the middle serpent head appeared Shi Nian's weathered face. His sinister eyes stared greedily and feverishly at Yang Ming's Mangekyō Sharingan