The Wave Source Holy uttered with a smile: "In a secret realm in the Phantom Star Ocean in the Central Starfield of the Eternal Path, the descendants of the Phantom God Emperor reside.
In their hands was the [Illusion God Emperor's Mask].
I have a friend who is the guardian of the Phantom God Race. If you can persuade him to lend me the Phantom God Emperor Mask, I am willing to sneak into the True Ruins God Race and rescue Lady Michaelia. "
Yang Feng asked: "How do I contact him?"
"Please wait a moment!"
The Wave Source Holy spread the fingers of a hand, and a seven-colored scale suddenly appeared and radiated seven-colored light, and a flower grew from the seven-colored light.
The flower bloomed, and a handsome Great Holy with short blue hair appeared in the center of the flower.
The handsome Great Holy swept the surroundings with his gaze and asked calmly: "Wave Source Holy, what do you want?"
The Wave Source Holy uttered: "Green Illusion Holy!
This is my Lord, the Heaven Holy.
He has something to discuss with you. "
The Green Illusion Holy's eyes shimmered with enigmatic light, and he saluted Yang Feng: "Greetings, Heaven Holy!"
Yang Feng uttered: "Green Illusion Holy, I hope to borrow your Phantom God Race's secret treasure the Phantom God Emperor Mask.
After the deed is done, I can pay you 20 Springs of Immortality as a reward. "
The Green Illusion Holy uttered with a bitter smile: "Since Sir Heaven Holy has spoken.
I shouldn't have said no.
However, the Phantom God Emperor Mask is hidden in my race's holy land, the Fantasy Field.
If he doesn't want to show himself, we won't be able to find him. "
For Emperor-level secret treasures like the [Divine Armor of Dawn], [Green Sun Halberd], and [White Tiger Saber], if they wanted to hide, even a Great Saint-level expert would find it difficult to find their traces.
Yang Feng frowned slightly and said: "The Fantasy Field?
Can I go in and look for the Phantom God Emperor Mask? "
"Okay!
This is the location of the Fantasy Field.
If you don't want your true identity to be discovered, Sir Heaven Holy, you can use this identity to enter the Fantasy Field! "
The Green Illusion Holy pointed with a finger, ripples shone, and the void distorted slightly. As if crossing an endless distance, an object appeared here.
However, there was a terrifying barrier in the Ten Thousand Soul Palace. That thing's projection had already appeared here, but it was unable to teleport over.
With a thought from Yang Feng, the barrier that shrouded the Myriad Souls Temple disappeared.
Ripples appeared in the void, and a green leaf appeared, exuding traces of the Ultimacy of Illusion.
Countless mysterious runes appeared in Yang Feng's eyes, and he took a deep look at the dark green leaf. In an instant, he analyzed all the information about the dark green leaf. Then, he waved his hand, and the dark green leaf disappeared.
Within the Green Illusion Secret Realm in the depths of the Shadowed Illusion Star Ocean.
"I finally made it!"
A beautiful woman with shoulder-length blue hair, a sexy figure, and a blue tight suit that accentuated her beautiful figure emerged from a blue light. She appeared in front of a 3,000-meter-long battleship engraved with mysterious runes.
"This is the demonic warship that leads to the Fantasy Zone, our holy land. Show me your identification."
A warrior exuding Glorious Sun Warlock rank fluctuations of power stepped forward and uttered coldly.
The beautiful woman in blue tight suit smiled and flipped her lily-white hand, and a dark green leaf suddenly appeared and radiated bright green light.
The warrior's face flickered, his eyes shimmered with respect, and he stepped aside: "Huan Keren, the number one genius of this Phantom God Genius Battle!
Please come in! "
The Phantom God Genius Battle is a grand ceremony of the Phantom God race that is held every 100 years.
Only those geniuses under 1,000 years of age can participate.
In the past, if the number one genius of the Phantom God Genius Battle didn't die during their growth, they would advance to the Warlock Monarch realm or even higher.
50% of the Holy Ones of the Phantom God race were the number one genius of the Phantom God Genius Battle, which further highlights the dignity of the number one genius of the Phantom God Genius Battle.
"They're all old acquaintances!"
When Huan Keren boarded the spirit ship leading to the Fantasy Field, she came to a vast hall and saw many young geniuses of the Phantom God race standing in the hall.
"Huan Keren, she's here as well!"
"Now, all the top 100 geniuses of the Illusory God Genius Battle have arrived."
"…"
The eyes of the geniuses of the Phantom God race in the hall are filled with envy, jealousy, and respect as they focused on Huan Keren.
"Huan Keren, you sure are arrogant to make us wait for you for an hour.
That's the number one genius of the Phantom God Genius Battle for you. "
An extremely beautiful woman with waist-length blue hair and a white dress exuding a seductive charm sneered as she stepped forward and ridiculed him. She had long blue hair that reached her waist and was wearing a white dress.
Huan Keren said apologetically: "Sorry, I'm late, Huan Mingyan.
I'm sorry to have kept everyone waiting! "
A tall and handsome man with short blue hair walked over with a refreshing smile on his face and said: "Forget it, Mingyan, I didn't do it on purpose!
Besides, it's not the scheduled departure time yet. "
A very unusual illusory man with short blue hair and a body as fat as a ball also walked over and said: "Since you're here, why hasn't the spirit ship started?"
An expressionless and handsome illusory god-kind man walked over and said coldly: "Are you still waiting for someone?
However, this time, only the top 100 geniuses of our spirit ship should be able to enter the Fantasy Zone. "
Huan Keren, Huan Mingyan, Huan Feng, Huan Luo, and Huan Bingjue were the top 5 supreme geniuses of the Phantom God Genius Battle. They were far stronger than the other geniuses of the Phantom God Genius Battle.
With the five of them as the center, eight young geniuses of the Phantom God race walked over and formed a small circle, where they chatted about the mysteries of illusions.
Three hours later, Yang Feng slowly stepped into the hall.
"Who's that?"
"The spirit ship is two hours past the departure time. Are they waiting for him?"
"Is he the son of a bigwig?"
"…"
As soon as Yang Feng entered the hall, he attracted gazes full of speculations.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Yang Feng came to an inconspicuous corner, sat down, and picked up a cup of Phantom God Wine, a specialty of the Phantom God race, and quietly tasted it.
"Everyone is here. The spirit ship is about to start. Please get ready!"
Shortly after Yang Feng entered the hall, a voice sounded in the hall. Countless runes flashed, and the spirit ship took off and flew towards the Fantasy Field.
"Kid, who are you?
You made us wait for you for two hours? "
Along with a burst of fragrance, Huan Mingyan walked up to in front of Yang Feng, looked at him condescendingly with an arrogant expression on her face, and spoke coldly.
Huan Mingyan was the third genius of the Phantom God Genius Battle. Even if the other party was a descendant of a Holy One, as long as the other party was in the right, she would dare to rebuke the other party.
Huan Keren and the other geniuses of the Phantom God Pearl followed Huan Mingyan over.
Huan Feng smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "Friend, I'm very sorry.
Mingyan has this kind of personality. She has no malice.
If she offended you in any way, please forgive her. "
Every genius has their pride. But although Huan Feng is arrogant, but that pride is hidden deep in her heart. She is gentle and tactful when dealing with people.
Yang Feng smiled faintly and tactfully asked the guest to leave: "My name is Huan Feng. Sorry, I want to be alone."
Hearing Yang Feng's words, Huan Feng pulled Huan Mingyan away: "Sorry for the disturbance!"
Huan Mingyan glared at Yang Feng and said in a low voice: "Damn it, that guy is so arrogant. He doesn't care about us.
I must teach him a lesson. "
"Don't go too far!"
Huan Feng keenly felt Yang Feng's deeply concealed disregard, and felt a little displeased and exhorted.
"Don't worry, I'll only make him lose face!"
Huan Mingyan smiled, walked to another corner, silently recited an incantation, spread the fingers of a hand, and a magic flower suddenly appeared in her hand.
Countless runes bloomed on the magic flower and reflected Yang Feng's figure.
Huan Mingyan smiled sweetly and released an astonishing charm. Except for Huan Feng, Huan Luo, and Huan Bingjue, the other geniuses of the illusion god race averted their gazes, not daring to look at her for fear of being captured by her charm.
Huan Mingyan pointed at the magic flower with her lily-white hand, and ripples of illusion quietly spread in the hall and swept towards Yang Feng.
The fluctuations of illusion are soundless and exquisite. If a Warlock Monarch rank powerhouse doesn't pay attention, they won't be able to detect it.
"This little guy actually cast a spell on me.
He's overestimating himself!
Fine, I'll have some fun with you. "
The corners of Yang Feng's mouth rose into a smile, and he operated the law of illusion and flicked his finger, and a rune containing the law of illusion suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.
"Ah!"
Huan Mingyan's eyes suddenly glazed over, her pretty face flushed, and she collapsed on the ground, curled up into a ball, and uttered a heart-shaking cry.
"Illusion backlash?
He's an expert!
So strong!
You're not allowed to watch! "
Huan Keren's face flickered, and she waved her lily-white hand, and a ripple separated her, Huan Mingyan, and the young men of the illusion god race.
Huan Keren silently recited an incantation and pointed with a finger, and seven-colored light shone, formed runes, and entered Huan Mingyan.
The mysterious runes shone and contended with Yang Feng's illusion in an attempt to dispel it from Huan Mingyan's body.