We agreed to practice martial arts, why the hell can you explode stars with one punch?.

"Even giant monsters have reached the level of half-step godhood."

"Then the 'Original Monster', the leader of the tribe... has probably already become a god?"

Qin Feng couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

Judging from the current situation.

This is most likely the case.

After all, his subordinates are all half-step gods. As a master, how could his realm be on par with his subordinates?

It must be a step higher.

but……

Even in this miracle filled with all kinds of incredible things, it is still bound by the barriers and rules of the material layer. Theoretically speaking, it should be impossible for gods to appear in the material layer.

"Could it be that the leader of the tribe has already left the material plane and entered the astral plane?"

"wrong."

"According to the memories of the ancient gods, the 'Original Monster' that was created was repelled by the rules of the Astral Plane and should be unable to set foot on the Astral Plane."

"Or... is it because of some other special reason that the tribal leader, despite having reached the divine realm, is still able to remain in the material plane?"

In the midst of this thought.

The troll Tarasolas smiled sinisterly.

He whispered:

"Touch it and weave a web, and there will be no escape."

hum!

The void seemed to tremble at this moment.

Qin Feng's eyes flashed.

There seemed to be nothing special around, but in fact it was already covered with countless strange tentacles in regular shapes.

No matter how he acts.

These invisible and intangible tentacles of rules will discover his location at the first moment.

Even predict his direction and behavior.

He has been trapped in a cage composed of countless tentacles of rules.

"Okay, next, let's have some fun."

Tarasolas extended his long scarlet tongue.

Licking the corner of his mouth.

next moment.

The tentacle in his hand turned into a long, sharp, strange sword.

He suddenly slashed towards Qin Feng.

"Whispers of the Ancient Gods."

Qin Feng stretched out his hand.

Accompanied by the whispering voices of true gods.

A cool blade.

Appearing in the palm of your hand.

Keng!

The moment sparks flew.

The two knives touched each other.

Make a crisp and loud sound.

"Oh?"

Qin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

It seemed that his sword was evenly matched with the opponent's.

Actually.

The opponent's knife cannot be measured by conventional physics.

This blow not only cut his sword, but also cut his spirit, his thoughts, his consciousness, his time, and the space he was in.

Etc., etc.

All entities and concepts.

Anything related to Qin Feng.

They are all within the range of this knife.

"It's a truly bizarre ability, incredibly strange and hard to guard against."

Qin Feng had a faint smile on his face.

exclaimed.

"Oh? You can still laugh?"

Tarasolas's face showed a bit of ferocity.

He was fully aware that he already possessed the power of a god.

It is just limited by the constraints of the material layer.

It just can't be shown.

In front of his eyes.

All non-gods exist.

They are all ants.

"Of course I can laugh, because your knife has no effect on me."

between words.

Suddenly, a gray mist spread from Qin Feng's blade.

The power of the Gray Court.

Seeping out.

The smell of the old days.

At this moment, all the power released by Tarasolas's sword was absorbed and integrated.

Let this power.

It produced almost no effect.

"what?"

"How can this be?!"

Tarasolas suddenly showed an expression of extreme horror.

For others, Tarasolas's power can be said to be extremely unsolvable. In the material world, it is difficult to find an existence that can fight against it.

But for Qin Feng.

It doesn't work at all.

Tarasolas only has the power of a half-step god.

But it could not pose any threat to Qin Feng.

"Okay, next... prepare to become a part of my power."

Qin Feng held high the Whisper of the Ancient God.

Condescending.

Eyes cold.