Ye Feng's lips curled into a cold smile: "The illusion formed by this resentment is enough to affect the will of a human symbiotic demon!"
"No matter who barged in here, they would fall into an illusion and be controlled by the resentment here!"
Ye Feng snorted coldly. He took a step forward and instantly approached the illusion formed by the resentment!
"Roar! Roar!"
The illusion pounced forward and roared, but it could not get within three zhang of Ye Feng!
"Break!"
Boom!
Ye Feng pointed out with his finger, and a bright golden light landed on the illusionary figure!
Bang!
With a dull impact sound, the illusion was broken apart, turning into specks of fluorescent light and disappearing!
As for Ye Feng, he walked forward. The more he walked, the more depressed he felt, as if there was an unknown summoning power that was calling out to him.
Soon, Ye Feng's gaze stopped on a huge coffin!