That kind of anger, even Ling Feng's soul was deeply infected by it.
Vaguely, he seemed to be able to "see" a scene of a blood-stained sky. That scene was the source of his anger.
Ling Feng can guess that these may be what the ancestor of the Tiandao clan experienced during his lifetime.
There must be a blood feud between the ancestors of the Tiandao clan and the owner of this broken statue in Taihua Immortal Palace.
Under the pull of Qi, an extremely terrifying supreme aura erupted from Ling Feng's body.
The ten directions in his hand were destroyed and became hot, even emitting a dark red light.
The overwhelming aura almost shattered the void, and the entire temple shook violently.
At the same time, the severed head statue also burst out with a divine light that soared into the sky, violently colliding with the aura of "Ling Feng".
For a moment, the unparalleled aura that transcended the imperial realm, the holy realm, and the ancestral realm, the kind of fairy power that only the powerful immortals possess, entangled and collided with each other.
On one side is an image of devastation and destruction of heaven and earth, and on the other side is an image of radiant light and majestic power, which collides violently.
Click!
Click!
The entire hall shook violently, and the next moment, tiny cracks appeared on the severed statue, and then spread like a spider web.
Finally, there was only a "boom" sound, and the entire statue exploded into countless pieces.
"puff!"
Ling Feng also spat out a mouthful of blood and stepped back more than ten steps before regaining his balance.
As the idol exploded, the believers on the ground immediately stopped praying. Each one of them showed their panic, but they still turned a blind eye to the stranger who broke in. They just kept kowtowing, as if they were very panicked.
But Ling Feng only felt that the strange power in his body seemed to disappear all of a sudden, and his consciousness took control of his body again. A feeling of weakness came over him, making Ling Feng almost unsteady on his feet.
"Could it be that the remnant thoughts of my ancestors took over my body and came here just to destroy this statue?"
Ling Feng was a little surprised. Is the owner of this statue also an enemy of the Tiandao clan?
And why does her statue stand here and attract so many believers?
This temple is really weird everywhere!
However, since he can be an enemy of the ancestors of the Tiandao clan, I am afraid that he is also a strong man of the same level!
Ling Feng took a deep breath, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned around and walked towards Yu Junyao, grabbed her shoulders and shook her hard a few times.
Yu Junyao had also been bewitched by the Sanskrit sound before, with a fanatical look in her eyes.
Fortunately, the statue was blown up by "Ling Feng", and there was no further temptation, so she quickly woke up.
"ah!"
As soon as Yu Junyao woke up, she immediately exclaimed, "Oh my God, I just..."
"alright!"
Ling Feng comforted her and said in a deep voice: "It's okay!"
Yu Junyao glanced at Ling Feng, first stunned, and then said happily: "You brat, have you finally changed back?"
"That's right!"
Ling Feng only felt that his body was extremely weak, but it seemed that there was still some residual strength integrated into his body.
If this power can be used for oneself, then it will be invincible!
He looked at the people behind him. At this time, there was no longer any Sanskrit sound released by the statue to disturb their minds. They all broke free, showing extremely frightened expressions.
If the idol hadn't exploded, just a moment later, their minds would have sunk forever, believing in that vague figure and willing to die for that god!
But they were unconscious before and had no idea what was happening.
"There's something weird about this hall!"
An old man showed fear on his face and said in a deep voice: "In my opinion, it's better to withdraw first and then consider the long term!"
"Joke, quit?"
Another saint-level powerhouse sneered, "Old guy, these guys kneeling on the ground seem to have no self-awareness. If we directly loot them, I'm afraid we can get a lot of good things, right?"
For a moment, everyone's eyes showed greed.
Other things may not be well preserved, but if there are things like spiritual rings on these living people, they are full of treasures!
And looking at these guys, they have already become puppets, they are all unconscious walking zombies. There is no point in leaving things to them anyway.
But even so, no one dared to actually plunder the belongings of these people.
After all, these people may be "immortals". If they are awakened, ten lives of these people may not be enough to die.
"Too...to my lord!"
At this moment, an old man who looked to be gray-haired stared at a middle-aged man in the hall who had become confused, frightened, and uneasy because he had lost the idol, and exclaimed.
"What?"
A companion who knew the old man stared at the old man and said, "Thunder Light Sword Master, are you kidding me? Is that guy the ancestor of your Lei family?"
"Absolutely!"
The old man named Thunder Light Sword Master took a deep breath and said: "My ancestor mysteriously disappeared more than two thousand years ago and has never been heard from again. Unexpectedly, he is trapped here!"
Everyone's expressions changed. It was not the first time that Taihua Immortal Palace came to the West Sword Region. Every time, there were not a few strong people who died in Taihua Immortal Palace.
But now it seems that those people are not necessarily dead, but are trapped here and have become the puppets of the statue!
These people in the hall are probably all powerful men from various major domains. They all entered Taihua Immortal Palace in order to seek opportunities, but in the end they ended up like this.
In fact, if Ling Feng hadn't accidentally obtained the Heavenly Punishment Broken Sword and was possessed by the remnant soul of his ancestor, thereby destroying the statue, perhaps all the warriors who entered the temple today would not have been able to escape.
"Master, let me take you away!"
The Lightning Sword Master was in tears. He was now over two thousand years old, and his great-grandfather had disappeared when he was very young.
He never thought that he would meet his great-grandfather in this new way after more than two thousand years.
When the others saw that the Thunder Sword Master could actually touch the master, but the other party didn't react at all, their minds immediately became active.
These "believers" trapped here are all strong men from the five major realms. Many of them are from the Southern Witch Realm, even the Zhongyuan Realm, and perhaps the God Clan, and there are some recently.
It has a history of hundreds of years, and even more distant, maybe tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years ago.
If you can get some benefits from them, it will be a worthwhile trip!