en, a sound of footsteps could be heard.Ma Fan was completely focused, his fists clenched tightly, his aura bursting forth, ready to strike at any moment.And Huang Lin and Ye Shengxue in the back were...Behind him, there was a mark that rotated like a wheel.

This mark bloomed with colorful lights, looking extremely peculiar.

This is the ability he mastered after fusing with the top bloodline of the Illusory Demon Clan.

And the mark behind it is a secret art, the Thousand Illusions Wheel Mark, that only the most core bloodline possessors of the Phantom Demon Race can master.

With this mark, Nan Lu Tian can create all kinds of illusions.

It can even simultaneously target thousands of objectives, instantly creating thousands of completely different illusions tailored to each target's weaknesses.

This is the power of the strongest bloodline of the Illusion Demon Clan.

"Whoosh!"

Nan Lu Tian extended his right palm towards Han Miao Yi who had already lost consciousness and was falling, releasing a suction force.

Hàn Miào'y immediately flew toward Nán Lù Tiān's position, having already lost the strength to struggle.

She is now deeply immersed in a dreamlike state.

Painful, excruciating pain!

She completely lost her sense of self, falling into a strange world.

Everything before her was inverted and crumbling, constantly assaulting her past understanding, shaking her very being.

In this situation, Han Miaoyin's mind went blank, let alone coming up with any countermeasures.

"Based on your current abilities, you are not yet capable of confronting an opponent of this caliber."

Just when everything was in utter chaos, a cold voice suddenly rang into Han Miao Yi's ears.

This voice was too familiar to Han Miaoyin, yet simultaneously repulsive to her.

Therefore, she had already fallen into a peculiar world, her consciousness on the brink of submersion, when it was suddenly pulled back.

"You, what are you talking about How could I not have the strength!" Han Miao'yi retorted angrily.

"You are not strong enough right now," the divine consciousness said.

The two parties currently engaged in this exchange are nothing short of the psychic consciousness and the divine consciousness.

"I'm incapable, and neither are you!" the demonic consciousness roared.

"Yes, I admit that I cannot defeat Nanlu Tian with my own power alone, so... If we don't want to lose, we can only cooperate like we did against the Ghostly Immortal before." The divine consciousness said softly.

This statement plunged the demonic consciousness into silence.

After her last shared existence, she had finally managed to reclaim control of this physical body. Now, if she were to voluntarily release her divine consciousness again and return to that prison... it was uncertain who would be in charge after.

But, she knew what the divine consciousness said was right.

On her own, without the power of divine consciousness, she would be utterly incapable of standing against Nanlu Tian.

Because, the strength of this Nánlùtiān... is basically at the same level as Guǐzhéxiān.

“Aren’t you eager to prove your strength to Fang Ge This is truly a golden opportunity.” The divine consciousness said, “I don't want you to miss out on this chance because…regardless, we exist as one. Otherwise, in Fang Ge’s eyes, we will forever be burdens that need protecting.”

This sentence, let the demon consciousness no longer hesitate.

No matter what, she wanted to prove her abilities this time!

"Bang!"

At this moment, the divine consciousness returned to the body.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Han Miao Yi was uncontrollably flying towards Nan Lu Tian.

Just as she was about to reach Nan Lu's body, mere ten meters away, Han Miao Yi's pupils suddenly flared with light!

The left eye flickers with a red glow, the right eye with a golden light!

The full aura of a divine being is now unleashed!

"Boom!"

Han Miao Yi effortlessly dispelled Nan Lu Tian's constraints, raising her palms and unleashing both divine and demonic celestial power.

Two powerful blasts of magical energy, charging head-on!

Nan Lu's celestial eyes narrowed.

He didn't expect that Han Miaoyi, who had already lost consciousness, would suddenly regain consciousness.

To his further surprise, Han Miaoyi's original origins were from the demon race, but now, she was clearly emitting a completely different aura!

The scent of the Protoss!

Faced with the two powerful blasts of magic, Nan Lu Tian had no time to dodge. He raised his arms and before his silver armor, a shield formed from blood materialized!

"Boom..."

With a deafening roar, Nanlu Tian was sent flying back.

But Han Miao also felt the terrifying aura and retreated.

The two sides pulled away from each other in the air.

"Buzzing..."

In the high heavens, the Heavenly Dao Sword still flickered with light.

"lend me a hand."

Han Miao Yi looked up and stared at the Heavenly Dao Sword.

"Whoosh!"

The Heavenly Sword acts as an air conditioner, turning and plunging downward!

"Whoosh!"

A golden ray slashed through the sky, hurtling towards Nan Lu Tian's location!

And Han Miaoyi did not stop, her figure flashing, she charged towards Nan Luttian once again.

Facing these two powerful auras, Nan Lu's eyes narrowed, his expression becoming even colder.

He spread his arms wide, and once again a large amount of blood gathered before him.

It looks like liquid, but inside it contains all kinds of laws, with astonishing strength.

This comes from the bloodline power of the Blood Demon Clan!

Meanwhile, behind Nanlutian, a mass of gray-black aura rapidly spread out.he clouds in the distant sky, his eyes cold.He did not move.Because, it hasn't reached the time to set off yet.Upon the distant throne, the Emperor sat motionless.And the Empress beside him raised her...