The legendary warrior novel Chapter 1363

"Hold your breath! Use your strength to get rid of the poisonous evil spirit!" Ricky called out to Peter as soon as he felt the poisonous evil spirit's presence.

He believed that Peter was stronger than the Black Poison Devil tribe's young master, but he still needed to be careful in the face of any evil spirit, especially the poisonous evil spirit.

"I see that your poison can restrain any kind of illusion power, but unfortunately, you are too weak to restrain me," Peter calmly lectured the young master, who looked surprised that he could counter the poisonous evil spirit with his heavenly illusionary power.

"Go to hell!"

The young master scoffed and abruptly lashed out with the Poisonous River like it was a long whip. Everything the river touched dissolved into nothing.

At the same time, Peter's heavenly illusionary power collapsed as well.

But that did not faze Peter.

With his eyes narrowed in concentration, he activated the Illusory Mutant. Layers upon layers of illusory yet condensed power swelled and crested like a wave, forming sheets of intertwined Heavenly Illusionary Spaces around him.

Each Heavenly Illusionary Space had a heart at its very core.

"The Omnipotent Skill—Thousand Illusionary Palaces!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Under the influence of this power, the Heavenly Illusionary Spaces' multiple layers shifted and changed. It looked as if they had formed countless illusionary palaces, which were so abundant that it shrouded the Poisonous River and even the young master himself.

These palaces that the heavenly illusionary power created were all deceptions. However, those creatures who were weaker than Peter and knew nothing about the illusion power were clueless to its actual power.

The only way that the young master could sense it was when these palaces took on a solid form.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

While Peter condensed the illusion palaces, he had separated them from each other in the meanwhile.

And once they had been separated, the Poisonous River that encompassed all these palaces also separated.

It was divided into dozens of pieces, shattering like fragile porcelain, which meant that the Omnipotent Skill of the young master had failed. Immediately after, the separated palaces swarmed over to the young master until it covered him completely.

Screams and howl of pain resonated in the air.

This scene shook the devils who were fighting with Ricky and the others, and fear gripped their hearts.

The enemies' morale, focus, and fighting power went down at once, and Ricky and the others couldn't let this excellent opportunity go to waste. They slaughtered the slack-jawed devils, finishing off each creature in just a dozen moves. The group accomplished this quickly, mainly because they were much stronger than the devils they were fighting.

"Ricky, it looks like we overestimated the devils in this stronghold. I expected to meet more resistance than this," Mordechai remarked as he mulled things over. "There were so many of them, but in the end, none of them could handle us even though they sorely outnumbered us. I guess we outgunned them."

"Their enormous population was actually a serious threat, but thankfully, Ricky's unexpected attack with the ancient arena turned the tide. If he hadn't interfered, who knows what could have happened to us,"

Peter chimed in pensively.

"The Short Devil tribe might not pose a threat against us, but the devils from the Black Poison Devil tribe had the potential to destroy us. If they activated the poisonous evil spirit at the same time, we wouldn't even be able to outrun it. That was the reason we stayed in the Illusory Ring all the time.

We had no choice but to stay there. However, thanks to you, we are finally free!"

"I didn't do much. The ancient arena did all the work for me," Ricky said with a smile.

The screaming stopped at this point, so Peter drew his power into his body once again. Before long, the debris and power in the air that obscured everyone's eyesight dissipated, and the young master was exposed. The young master had lost his menacing and wicked aura. He now looked like a three-year-old child, who was laughing with no care for the world.

The Thousand Illusionary Palaces had shattered his mind. He must have experienced so many illusions that his mind could not differentiate what was real from what was not.

"The heavenly illusionary power is terrifying!"

Ricky, Mordechai, and Ashley couldn't help but sigh.

"What kind of inheritance did your cousin get, Claire? His heavenly illusionary power has significantly improved!"

asked Ricky out of curiosity.