Chapter 1608 – The Struggle at the Peak of the Clouds

　　Even if you act as a master of the Supreme God’s Will, do you think that you really have a place of your own in this world?

　　You are nothing more than a law, and if my judgment is correct, your own flesh and blood body belonging to yourself has long since been offered to the Will of the Supreme God.

　　And the Will of the Most High God itself is actually a vessel that carries a wide variety of forms.

　　He controls the entire Kunlun Divine Path by imprisoning your flesh and blood souls.

　　As for the you that appears before me at this moment, you are nothing more than the evolution of a form of the Law.

　　To put it bluntly, you are not even as good as one of the phantoms I released.

　　Because my phantom body, at least, still has my soul essence as the support for its power.

　　You, on the other hand, are at best a puppet on strings in the hands of the Supreme God’s will.”

　　”Enough!”

　　This Creation Sovereign of the Second Temple World in front of him had already begun to fall into a soul-crushing situation.

　　This was because his emotions appeared extremely strong and agitated.

　　Along with it, the entire Divine Hall space had also begun to tremble violently.

　　As Xu Yang had guessed, this fellow’s existence simply had no meaning belonging to his own life, and was purely a puppet created by the will of the Supreme God.

　　And he had been sent to the Second Temple World to control the beings here!

　　And this was precisely the most sensitive and untouchable topic in his heart.

　　At this moment, Xu Yang was tantamount to ruthlessly removing his shading cloth in front of this Creation Master, causing a groundless but grief-stricken to the extreme emotional change to appear in him.

　　”You know what?

　　You’ve already touched my deepest taboo, so the end that awaits you next is already predetermined, I’m going to use your blood, your flesh, your soul, your everything, to wash away some of the insults you’ve just inflicted on me.”

　　The Second Divine Hall Creation Sovereign, this one illusion with laws conjured up before his eyes, was completely heading for a collapse.

　　He was roaring in anger, and at the same time, the originally golden feathered wings behind his back unexpectedly completely turned into six scarlet blood-colored rays in the next instant, and the cohesive reddish energy feathers were more like the pathos and biting look of an angel after it had gone towards the fall.

　　Unbeknownst to him, this change in him was nothing more than a dog’s trick in Xu Yang’s eyes.

　　”Don’t struggle in front of me, I have already seen through your essence, how can you possibly defeat me?

　　Since you still harbor any illusions about this battle that shouldn’t exist, then I will personally erase all your hopes.”

　　As soon as Xu Yang’s words fell, his palm slightly lifted up the bright golden light, which bloomed to the extreme at this moment.

　　Xu Yang used his purest angelic power to condense a golden lotus flower within his palm.

　　This lotus flower was actually the evolution of the Angelic One bloodline in some spiritual sense.

　　”See clearly, the power I will use to obliterate you next is the true pride of the Angel Clan!

　　You, on the other hand, are nothing more than a shadow under the feet of the Angelic Clan, and can only ever have the qualification of worshipping the light, but there is no way to replace the light in your lifetime.”

　　Xu Yang’s words could be described as word for word, completely tearing apart all the dignity of the Second Temple World’s Sovereign Law in front of him.

　　However, compared to losing his dignity, the other party still seemed to yearn to be able to live.

　　He didn’t give up on this, but rather gathered all of his strength in a violent rage, intending to have a fish-out-of-water fight with Xu Yang.

　　Only to see all the power in his body that had already metamorphosed from golden to blood-red color, condensing into a huge blood-colored ball of light, in his palms was ruthlessly pushed towards Xu Yang’s position.

　　The distance between the two sides at the moment was only a few hundred meters, all of which were carried by this dilapidated but with a touch of bleakness hanging from the temple.

　　However, when this force erupted, as if it was condensing the resentment and anger of the beings of the entire Second Temple world, the destructive power of this force, Xu Yang was also shocked for a small moment.

　　”Hehe, it seems that I have underestimated the resentment towards me in your heart!

　　To be able to directly condense such a horrifying aura of death to die with me is indeed considered to be your last struggle.

　　But regrettably, even if you inflate this anger to a hundred times a thousand times its intensity, you still have no qualifications to make a move in front of me.”

　　Xu Yang finished this last sentence, no longer having the desire to communicate with the other party, and the golden lotus blossomed completely.

　　On the one hand, it firmly enveloped Xu Yang’s main body within it, providing the most perfect light guard.

　　On the other hand, every single strand of the lotus flower that bloomed out drew the purest rain of golden arrows, and under the guidance of Xu Yang’s spiritual power, in a matter of moments, it froze through the guy in front of him who was already completely covered in filthy blood.

　　As Xu Yang had said, this illusion that the other party had appeared in front of him simply did not have an independent meaning of survival.

　　Because essentially speaking, it was no longer a complete living being, it was a hope for the existence of the puppet that had always been a puppet of the Most High God.

　　Therefore, after Xu Yang personally used his angelic power to completely obliterate the other party, everything around the entire temple returned to its initial appearance.

　　There was no imagined heaven-defying outbursts or destructive forces that had appeared.

　　Everything was slowly proceeding according to Xu Yang’s expectations and control, and even the ending of the battle did not bring Xu Yang any surprise at all.

　　Perhaps, this was the most perfect interpretation of Xu Yang’s incomparable strength.

　　Regardless of what kind of opponent he was facing, and what level of terrifying power he was facing, Xu Yang would always have a wide variety of means and cards, and could easily resolve the crisis in front of him.

　　Of course, what really makes Xu Yang have such a high level nowadays is still his incomparable soul, as if he can see through all the illusions in the world with his eyes, allowing Xu Yang to clearly see through the most essential part of the other party and understand the opponent’s weaknesses no matter what scene he is facing, and facing any resisting force.

　　In terms of this item just now, if it was a different Long Kun or Little Flower and the others, they might not necessarily lose to the opponent as well.

　　However, they would definitely pay an unimaginable price in the process of fighting the other party.

　　And they would also treat the other party as if they were a real top cultivator of the Greatest Mirror, and by doing so, they would unconsciously fall into the dream world that the other party was weaving.

　　However, Xu Yang would not be troubled by this aspect, when the other party’s illusionary soul hidden in the statue appeared for a moment, Xu Yang had already gained full insight.

　　As the saying goes, if you know yourself and know your enemy, you will not be in danger in a hundred battles!

　　How could a person win a confrontation when his opponent had seen through his essence?

　　Everything in the temple was reduced to nothingness as the golden lotus flower in Xu Yang’s palm dissipated.

　　This seemingly splendid temple on top of the clouds had now become an empty shell, no longer having any significance of existence.