Bang! Bang! Bang!
Han Fei's fist mark burst out like starlight, and the phantoms that filled the sky were shattering at an incredible speed.
However, no matter how the bell-ringing phantoms shattered, Han Fei still felt something different. This person's soul power was so powerful that there must be illusions in his attacks.
In Han Fei's view, the bell-ringing phantoms were not the key. What was the key was that countless sea demons were charging at him from all directions.
These were not feints, but real attacks, a kind of soul attack. This meant that the other party's soul power was so powerful that it could create illusions to bewilder him and also erupt tide-like soul attacks.
"Huh? That's not right…"
