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Lin Feng's eyes turned cold:

"It's not up to you!"

A majestic spiritual will surged out from his sea of consciousness, a surging and condensed spiritual will. Once it surged out, it did not directly sweep towards Lord Messenger of God, but instead, it transformed into the shape of a spear in the air.

The tip of the spear was incomparably sharp, and it emitted a faint, cold light. He could clearly feel the all-conquering sharpness. Not to mention humans, it was as if even the steel and concrete walls could create a huge hole for him.

"Whoosh!"

The spear brought with it an unparalleled momentum as it explosively shot out like a dragon emerging from the sea. It directly created an enormous invisible ripple in the air.

The sea of consciousness of an extraordinary was completely sealed. Even if they were at the same level of cultivation as him or her, it would still be very difficult to break through the barrier of the sea of consciousness of the weak. Therefore, for a cultivator, it was almost impossible to plant a puppet mark in the mind of an extraordinary cultivator and turn them into a puppet that they could freely control.

The reason the Lord Messenger of God was able to take A Mande as his puppet, was entirely because the other party was unconscious. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to break through the barrier of the sea of consciousness.

"Swoosh!"

However, the solid barrier in the Lord Messenger of God's sea of consciousness was so weak that it could not even withstand a single blow. The moment he shot out his spiritual will, the spear turned into a spear and pierced through the barrier in the blink of an eye.

"Don't even think about it. Even if this noble one dies, I won't let you succeed."

Lord Messenger of God had already felt danger the instant the spear transformed into his divine will and collided with the barrier in his sea of consciousness. That kind of feeling was like Lin Feng's spiritual will, was like a wooden stick, and the barrier in his sea of consciousness was like a thin layer of paper.

"Boom!"

He chose to self-destruct the most powerful spell he could unleash.

At the same time as it exploded, the giant altar also exploded. However, the nine stone pillars were not affected by the impact of the explosion. They stood proudly in the surroundings of the altar, towering and unmoving.

"This is bad!"

It was too late to dodge now. The only thing he could do was to create a protective layer around his body with the Golden wood spirit and the majestic immortal elements.

When a Martial Arts Grandmaster detonates himself, its power is extremely shocking. When one reaches the Half-step transcendent realm, the power of self-detonation becomes even stronger, and as for a true transcendent exploding himself, it is even more terrifying.

As the fifth strongest Ranker in the Immortal Ranking, the might of her self-detonation was much stronger than ordinary extraordinary beings.

The impact of the explosion was great, as if a missile with the same explosive power was thrown on the sacrificial altar. The entire altar was instantly ripped apart, creating a giant crater. Pieces of bluestone were pulled up from the ground and flew across the air. The powerful impact spread out in all directions, and a formless and terrifying ripple could be vaguely seen in the air. Under the shockwave, buildings collapsed one after another, and trees were uprooted.

In an instant, the originally huge village was flattened to the ground. It was as if it had just experienced a terrifying catastrophe.

"Bang!" "Bang bang!"

Be it the Pharaoh's or Miao Jiang's, they all retreated the instant the Lord Messenger of God exploded.

The Miao Feng branch was quite far away, so they had all avoided the impact of the self-detonation. However, some of the weaker members of the Faction of the Old Law were clearly slower in dodging the attacks. Anyone who was hit by the attack would explode with a loud bang. Their bodies would be smashed to smithereens, and their souls would be destroyed in body and soul.

At the moment of the explosion, the entire altar had already been submerged. The morning mist filled the air, as if it had gone from a clear sky to a pitch-black hell. Lin Feng was submerged within, his traces already nowhere to be seen.

"This time, that Master Lin is dead for sure."

"Even the number one expert of the Immortal Ranking, Gu Bei, did not dare to face the power of the Lord Messenger of God's self-detonation head on. He is in the core area of the explosion, so there is no chance of him surviving. "

"Good!"

The faces of the members of the Faction of the Old Law had been covered with depression the entire time. Finally, quite a bit of it disappeared, and difficult smiles appeared on their faces.

Although their Lord Messenger of God died in battle, they still killed him. If not, then their entire Fa Ma family would have probably died here today.

Furthermore, even though the Lord Messenger of God was dead, their Young Master was still alive. Even though the Young Master's awakening was greatly delayed because a strand of his soul was destroyed. However, this delay had already been offset by the gradual melting of the pills. Before long, their Young Lord would awaken from his slumber.

When that time came, it would be the time for the Pharaoh Faction to return to their former glory.

"All martial artists have their own dignity, not to mention a peak-level transcendent cultivator who is one of the Five Great Supreme Masters!"

"What a pity, what a pity!"

Cui Xinghai sighed with regret.

If Lin Feng had not stopped his attack at the last second, he would have taken this Lord Messenger of God as his puppet. The old man probably wouldn't self-destruct. After all, even if his body was destroyed and his soul was left, he could still turn to a Soul Cultivator and live on in this world.

"Master Lin died just like that?"

Cui Ruyi looked absent-mindedly at the stage that was filled with dust, her face pale white.

She didn't know why, but at this moment, she felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

"Let's go back."

Cui Xinghai sighed once again and motioned for everyone to leave.

Lin Feng was already dead. By the time the members of the Fa Ma bloodline recovered, all of them would probably be buried here.

However, just as he finished speaking, he came to an excited stop.

A figure stepped out from the exploding smoke, flying through the air.

Although his clothes were tattered and he looked like he was in an incomparably sorry state, his eyes that looked down on the world still emitted a sharp light. The aura emitted from his body was equally formidable.

His gaze slowly swept across everyone in the line of the Pharaoh and Miao Jiang, and he unexpectedly made everyone kneel in unison, wanting to submit to him.

"Master Lin, he's not dead!"

Cui Ruyi was the first to excitedly shout out.

"Great!"

Cui Xinghai and the others also started to shout excitedly.

White Snow, who was tied to the stone pillar, was already sobbing soundlessly, "Lin Feng, I knew that you would definitely be fine."

"It's him... He actually did not die! "

"How is this possible … He even blocked the Lord Messenger of God's self-detonation! "

The eyes of the members of the Faction of the Patriarch were fixed on the figure that floated out from the smoke. They were stunned for a moment. The smile on their faces disappeared, and replacing it was a look of intense fear.

The power of the Lord Messenger of God's self-detonation was extremely terrifying. Even though they had long avoided it, there were still many clansmen who exploded under the impact of the explosion, turning into mist of blood that filled the sky. The impact of the explosion was even greater, even if it was Gu Bei, the number one expert of Immortal Ranking, he would not be able to take it head-on.

But now, Lin Feng had walked out. Although he looked to be in a sorry state, they knew that the impact of the self-detonation did not cause the slightest amount of harm.