o Spirit Body" was just another way of saying it was Fang Yu's own body.At this moment, Fang Yu can clearly see the presence in various parts of his body.For example, within the dantian, there is the..."Boom..."

The ice dragon charged towards the Twelve-Winged Archgod again!

“Ah...”

The Twelve-Winged Archgod roared, grasped his Bloodflame Spear, and struck the charging ice dragon repeatedly!

"Ahhhh....."

It swung its arms wildly, roaring with rage, its body engulfed in bloody flames, a terrifying sight to behold.

"Boom boom boom..."

Even with the reinforcement of the glacial essence, its high strength… was ultimately no match for the Twelfth Winged Primordial God's furious assault. The seawater material shattered in midair.

However, Fang Yu didn't intend to use this ice dragon to harm the Twelve-Winged Archgod.

But seeing the twelve-winged archangel now in a state of furious, uncontrolled rage, he could only find it amusing.

"Stop, stop! You've smashed all the ice cubes to pieces. Just calm down." Fang Yu couldn't help but chuckle.

The Twelve-Winged Archgod stopped his attack and looked at Fang Yu again, the blood in his eyes burning even brighter.

"Ah..."

It suddenly lifted its head, and the twelve massive wings on its back beat frantically.

Twelve giant wings unleashed boundless magical energy.

At the same time, the silver-white feathers growing on these giant wings fluttered off!

They transformed into countless sharp blades in the air, hovering behind the Twelve-winged God!

"Click click click..."

These feathers were also imbued with powerful magical energies, emanating in various colors of light.

"I want you dead!"

The Twelve-Winged God roared, grasped the bloodflame spear, and pointed it forward.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

A multitude of feathers, trailing behind it, ripped through the longbow, a flurry of frantic flight.

These feathers differ from traditional weapons in that each one contains a powerful amount of magical energy within.

Because these feathers are just like the twelve-winged God's physical body, they were nurtured by countless life essences.

So, Fang Yu didn't underestimate the feathers raining down from the sky.

And these feathers are small, only in comparison to the immense size of the twelve-winged God.

Before Fang Yu, these feathers... each one was like an extremely sharp sword!

Fang Yu looked at the numerous feathers charging towards him, opened his arms, and released his true qi, ready to move.

But at that moment, the feathers flying towards him vanished one after another in mid-air!

"The Space Law..." Fang Yu immediately reacted, his eyes narrowed.

And the next second, these feathers appeared from all directions around Fang Yu, less than five meters away!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Fang Yu's body flickered, like a phantom, his speed so fast that the naked eye couldn't catch it.

During this process, countless feathers endlessly pierced through the phantom form of his body, but they failed to truly strike his flesh.

The Twelve-Winged Archangels in the distance saw this, their eyes flaring with intense light.

What kind of sorcery is this!

Thousands of feathers attacking at close range, yet they couldn't even touch Fang Yu at all!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

At this moment, Fang Yu's body still remained in a phantom state.

This is the ultimate state of the Ghost King's Secret Technique.nvironment and atmosphere within the Necropolis are filled with deathly energy and oppression.Even the river that they had to cross at first was red.Who would have thought, after passing through the d...