The figure clearly hadn't anticipated Qin Feng's attack would be so swift. Although he tried his best to dodge, he was still struck by Qin Feng's fist.
With a muffled thud, the figure flew backward like a cannonball.
However, this figure's strength is clearly not to be underestimated.
He quickly adjusted his posture in mid-air, landed steadily on his feet, and then his hands formed hand seals as fast as lightning, while he chanted incantations.
As he moved, the originally calm fog around him suddenly began to surge wildly, like a swarm of bees disturbed.
In the blink of an eye, the mist seemed to come alive, quickly condensing into enormous mist pythons.
These mist pythons bared their fangs and claws, their faces were ferocious, and they constantly spewed out plumes of black mist from their mouths, making them look exceptionally fierce.
Faced with this sudden attack, Qin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not panic in the slightest.
He took a deep breath, and the divine power within him erupted like ignited gunpowder.
His hands moved rapidly like dancing butterflies, and with each swing, a golden sword aura shot out from his hands.
These golden sword energies, like lightning, tore through the void and slashed straight at the onrushing mist pythons.
With a series of crackling sounds, the mist pythons shattered under the cutting of the golden sword energy, turning into wisps of black mist that dissipated into the air.
However, these fog pythons seemed endless, constantly emerging from the fog.
Although Qin Feng continued to unleash sword energy, his divine power gradually diminished over time, and his movements began to slow down.
Just as Qin Feng was feeling a bit strained, a sudden inspiration struck him.
"Die!"
He suddenly roared, and his aura erupted like a volcano.
At the same time, his consciousness, like a wild horse unleashed, suddenly burst forth from his mind, like an indestructible blade, piercing straight towards the sea of consciousness of that illusory figure.
The illusory figure clearly hadn't anticipated Qin Feng's move; his body trembled violently, as if he had been subjected to a tremendous shock.
His control over the mist pythons also began to falter in an instant, and the once ferocious mist pythons became somewhat listless.
Qin Feng naturally wouldn't let this golden opportunity slip by. He flashed like a ghost and instantly appeared in front of the illusory figure.
His right fist, like a cannonball, carrying boundless divine power, slammed fiercely towards the figure's chest.
With a loud bang, the illusory figure shattered instantly, like glass struck by a heavy hammer, turning into countless fragments that drifted into the air.
However, the next moment, the disintegrated figure transformed into a stream of light, re-condensing not far away, and its aura became even more terrifying!
Qin Feng's heart tightened suddenly, a chill running down his spine. He stared wide-eyed at the figure. "What on earth is that thing? Can it possibly regenerate indefinitely?"
Before Qin Feng could think further, the newly formed figure suddenly swiftly formed a strange hand seal.
In an instant, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted by an invisible force, and black cracks spread out like a spider web, as if the whole world was about to be torn apart.
Immediately afterwards, countless hideous and terrifying ghost hands emerged from those black cracks, baring their fangs and claws as they reached out to grab Qin Feng. Each ghost hand exuded a chilling aura of death.
Seeing this, Qin Feng dared not be negligent in the slightest. He immediately circulated the divine power within his body, and his body instantly burst forth with dazzling light, like a golden sun.
The longsword in his hand hummed, and golden sword energy shot out like a torrential rain, colliding fiercely with those ghostly hands.
A series of crackling sounds were heard as the ghostly hands were severed one after another, but they seemed endless, continuously pouring out from the black cracks.
However, just as Qin Feng was momentarily distracted, the figure summoned another enormous black vortex.
This vortex was like a bottomless pit, emitting an astonishing suction force, as if it wanted to swallow everything in it.
Qin Feng's heart sank. He gritted his teeth and rapidly formed hand seals, and a huge golden rune appeared in front of him.
The rune emitted a powerful force, resisting the suction of the black vortex.
Just then, Qin Feng seized an opportunity, and the divine power within his body began to circulate wildly like a volcanic eruption.
He took a sudden step forward, a step as powerful as a thunderbolt, causing the entire space to tremble.
With that step, Qin Feng's fist slammed into the figure like a cannonball.
This punch contained the law of force, extremely powerful, the wind from the punch howled, and the space itself vibrated and hummed.
With a loud bang, the figure was struck by Qin Feng's punch and, as if struck by lightning, his body disintegrated once again.
However, the figure coalesced once more, only this time, its body began to shimmer with an eerie light.
Qin Feng's face was so gloomy it seemed like it could drip water. His eyes were like burning flames, staring intently at the figure, and a chill emanated from his body.
"Who exactly are you?" His voice was icy cold, as if it came from the deepest hell, sending chills down one's spine.
Under Qin Feng's gaze, the figure showed no fear whatsoever, and even revealed a hint of disdain.
"Hmph, you ant, do you even deserve to know my identity?" The figure sneered, his tone full of arrogance and contempt.
Qin Feng's brows furrowed tightly, and the anger in his heart grew even stronger.
If it is merely an illusion, not even a clone, yet it possesses such formidable strength, then wouldn't the opponent's true form be even more terrifying?
"No matter who you are, you're not getting away with this today!" Qin Feng said through gritted teeth. He decided not to back down any longer and was determined to find out the true identity of this mysterious person.
Upon hearing Qin Feng's words, the figure merely chuckled coldly and replied, "I am a guardian created by the World Tree. In this world, I am immortal!"
These words struck Qin Feng like a thunderbolt. His eyes widened as he stared at the figure in disbelief.
The guardian of the World Tree?
Immortal and indestructible?
How is that possible?
However, the figure had not finished speaking.
"If you don't want to die, then get out of this world now!" The guardian's voice was like a judgment from hell, irresistible.
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