The Eye-Monster could be considered a rather ancient demonic god, a creature that originated in an Other Dimension.
He was extremely twisted, full of mutations, unlike life normally born in the universe.
He also possessed a powerful innate gift. He was born with formidable mental power, and creating illusion realms was effortless for him.
Even Wang Yang had already known about the Eye-Monster's abilities when he saw him.
Yet even so, under the Eye-Monster's mental power, he had some difficulty distinguishing the Eye-Monster's power and telling what was real.
Had it not been for his fortunate encounter, he might not have been able to tell either.
Light flashed in Wang Yang's hand, and a longsword glowing purple appeared in his grasp.
It was a purple longsword that radiated a keen aura.
It was none other than the Vishanti Holy Sword.
Seeing Wang Yang conjure the Vishanti Holy Sword again, the Eye-Monster said darkly, "Mortal, perhaps countless years have passed since those days!"
"But you want to kill me? That's impossible!"
The Eye-Monster spoke slowly.
Then powerful mental power rippled through the surroundings.
In an instant, beneath that immense mental power, all the surrounding space and time seemed to collapse.
Matter, time, space.
At that moment, they seemed to be erased from this world by a powerful force.
"You want to erase me?"
Sensing that power, Wang Yang could not help but laugh in disbelief.
The Eye-Monster's mental power was indeed immensely powerful, capable of making even certain forms of matter disappear from this universe.
It felt as though every trace was being wiped away.
Every trace of existence was utterly, completely erased on a universal level.
An ordinary being would probably have been utterly unable to withstand such terrifying power.
No one below a god could withstand this power and