"That's it?"
Lu Yan seemed taken aback, having managed to block the attack thrust upon him by the enemy's jade talisman.
With a surge of thought, his soul flew back into his conscious sea, and the phantom image of the imposing tree disappeared without a trace.
"My soul, it could spurt out an attack of this magnitude, easily eradicating an Immortal's soul that was comparable to mine in strength... such aggression..."
Lu Yan was elated.
He speculated that the phantom image of the grand tree was a Soul Phantom.
Now, Lu Yan's soul strength was comparable to a Primordial Spirit of the Fourth Turn.
However, the purple Da Peng which could be seen as an abnormally savage Immortal Clan, had a soul strength equal to his but incapable of withstanding a single blow from the phantom tree.
"This is my real trump card though."
Lu Yan pondered, considering that he should thoroughly study the soul later, perhaps develop other mysterious powers.
