"Heh heh heh..."
An eerie, hollow, sinister chuckle echoed around them like a demonic voice boring into their brains.
The Evil-Eyed Tyrant might have been a Soul Beast that had only just passed the hundred-thousand-year mark.
But he was the youngest son of the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler, with the purest bloodline.
His spiritual power had already reached the tangible, substantial realm!
Even an ordinary Super Douluo would struggle to gain any advantage against his spiritual attacks.
The illusion he unleashed was anything but ordinary, too.
It could interfere with an enemy's senses and magnify the negative emotions in their heart.
It would lead them into utter madness.
Unfortunately, the opponent he had encountered this time was just a little terrifyingly strong.
"Oh? An illusion Soul Skill? Let me see what you've got," Chen Mo said, his eyes flashing.
Piercing light shone from his jade-green eyes.
His fifth Soul Ring glittered.
The so-called illusion collapsed in an instant.
As the wielder of an ultimate spiritual power Martial Soul,
he already possessed immunity to spiritual Soul Skills, never mind that he was now a Level 70 prospective Soul Saint.
His strength rivaled a Titled Douluo's, while his spiritual power was ridiculously powerful.
This illusion was nothing more than a splash of water to him.
Then there was Di Qiu'er, the Emperor Auspicious Beast, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.
She bore the fortune of the Star Dou Great Forest.
The third eye on her forehead also possessed the power of destiny.
So she had no fear of the illusion either.
As for the Ice Empress, it was even simpler: her formidable four-hundred-thousand-year cultivation firmly suppressed the Evil-Eyed Tyrant.
"Heh heh!" Seeing his usually infallible illusion so easily dispelled,
the Evil-Eyed Tyrant widened his eye.
But it was worth noting that this was not shock.