With a blank look in his eyes, Xiang Shaoyun nodded and said, "Yes, master."

He then headed toward Huan Cang. With a smug smile, Huan Cang said, "Very few people can resist the illusionary techniques of the phantasma race." 

After nearing Huan Cang, Xiang Shaoyun slightly bowed. It was at that time that his eyes turned sharp, and he threw both his fists out. He held nothing back, instantly flooding his entire body with primal chaos energy, powering his fists to the level where even a pseudo-God would either outright die or be seriously injured upon being hit by his punches.

Huan Cang had not expected that Xiang Shaoyun would be able to break free from his eye control....