Ti goes back a few seconds, at the start of the fight.
After Wu Feng summoned the four phantoms, he didn't take action, but stood far away, hiding behind the golden palace.
When he saw Chu Wuyao's transformation into a beautiful monster, he couldn't help but show a hint of wonder in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed those feelings.
He knew that he didn't have much ti.
As their summoner, Wu Feng understood that although the four phantoms were strong, it was impossible for them to compete with Chu Wuyao.
During their previous encounter, he had noticed that Chu Wuyao's physical strength was extrely strong, and coupled with the Dragon Slaying Sword, she could match Creation Stage cultivators.
As such, it was only a matter of ti before the four phantoms died.
In fact, the reason why he summoned these phantoms was not for them to compete with Chu Wuyao, but to hold her back for a few seconds and allow him to use his trump card.
"Although it seems that I can escape while she is fighting against those phantoms, it's actually impossible."
"Before her sneak attack, she must have followed us for quite so ti and must have seen and the others enter the temple."
"If she were to go back to the Original Desire Sect and inform the elders about this place, I'll surely die."
Even though Xu Lan and the others didn't notice anything strange about this place, once a Supernatural Realm cultivator ca here, they would imdiately find so clues and would understand that he had colluded with outsiders to sacrifice the sect's disciples.
Knowing this, Wu Feng understood that there would only be one person between him and Chu Wuyao who would leave this place alive.
"If I knew that she dared to leave the sect and follow us, I wouldn't have killed Xu Lan and the others. With their help, the chances of killing her would be way higher."
"Most importantly, I wouldn't have reached an agreent with 'her'.", Wu Feng gritted his teeth as he thought, and was slightly regretful.
Of course, this was not necessarily true.
After all, if his followers were still alive, he would not dare to use his real trump card, unless he was prepared to kill them afterwards.
Thinking of this, Wu Feng no longer thought about the past and decided to take action.
His mind entered the space ring and he took a painting out, which he held tightly in his hands.
The painting depicted a beautiful woman with a charming face and the body of a monster, and it was the painting that caused the death of Xu Lan and his other followers.
Wu Feng stared at the painting for a brief second, before he opened his mouth and coughed a mouthful of blood on his right hand.
Then, his hand moved and he began drawing symbols on the painting.
These symbols were twisted and complicated and they seed to possess so kind of strange power.
Each ti Wu Feng finished drawing a symbol, the painting would absorb it, and as if it had received a supplent, it would beco more and more real.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of symbols were drawn and absorbed one after another, and before long, the painting had completely changed, its contents seemingly existing between illusion and reality.
"It's done!", Wu Feng whispered excitedly and he raised his hands holding the painting before throwing it at his Vision.
The mont the painting and the golden palace touched, there was no resistance nor any collision.
Instead, the painting lted into a green liquid on its own and rged into the palace.
The next second, countless dense vines everywhere on the palace and moss appeared on its walls, while countless plants, flowers and trees grew around it, as if the land had received the blessings of the Goddess of Life.
The next mont, just when Chu Wuyao had killed the last one of the four phantoms, the door of the palace swung open once again and a new phantom "stepped" out.
It was a pregnant woman with a charming face, whose body was supported by hundreds of vines.
The woman didn't exude any aura, as if it was an ordinary person, but the mont it appeared, a feeling of oppression appeared in every living creature's heart around this place.
In an instant, every sound in the area stopped, as if ti itself had paused.
Just like the other creatures, the mont the woman stepped out of the palace, her intuition warned her of danger, causing her to turn around and look at her.
But as soon as her eyes landed on the phantom, her pupils shrunk.
Staring at the phantom that was using the vines as its legs to walk out of the palace, Chu Wuyao felt her soul tremble.
Especially when she glanced at the woman's smile that was filled with motherly love and her bloated abdon, her consciousness was severely impacted.
"Why? Why should we fight against her? We should just surrender!"
"No! We should kill her! Swallow her and beco stronger!"
"Why don't we make her our wife?"
Many voices echoed directly in Chu Wuyao's mind, arguing with each other.
These voices were not sobody's else, but Chu Wuyao's.
Just her brief glance at the phantom of Mother had caused her to give birth to multiple personalities, personalities that fought against her over the control of her body.
A sharp pain impacted her mind and she felt that her consciousness was fragnting, while at the sa ti, she exited her True Form and landed on the ground.
Chu Wuyao's eyes beca confused, as she had to try her best to suppress those personalities and didn't have the ti nor the power to pay attention to what was happening around her.
However, surprisingly, although Chu Wuyao beca defenseless, the phantom of Mother didn't take action.
A trace of clarity that the previous phantoms lacked flashed in her eyes and she stared at Chu Wuyao with a smile that was filled with love.
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