However, though his dharma body retreated, Wei Tu's movements became even bolder.
In that instant, his right hand curled into a claw, and with the Giant Force Golden Body technique, he fiercely grabbed forward.
His right arm swelled to several hundred times its size, nearly covering the entire blood pool and forcing the Redfeather Ghost Insects' king, which had intended to dodge, into a position with almost no room to retreat.
At this moment, the insect seemed to have gone all out. Its butterfly-like wings beat rapidly as it dove toward the surface of the blood pool.
At the same time, its mouthparts spewed streams of red illusory mist, rushing straight toward Wei Tu.
The red illusory mist appeared ordinary, yet the instant Wei Tu's right arm, transformed by the Giant Force Golden Body, touched it, that familiar "illusion" appeared before his eyes once more.
However, Wei Tu had long prepared for this. The Golden Purple Destiny within his sea of consciousness trembled slightly, and he immediately regained clarity. Without slowing in the slightest, he continued reaching for the Redfeather Ghost Insects' king as it neared the blood pool's surface.
It was as though the desperate resistance of this eighth-rank spirit insect was nothing more than an itch to him.
But—
At that very moment.
A soul aura that filled Wei Tu with dread suddenly shot out from within the blood pool.
Immediately afterward, a crystalline hand shaped like a woman's emerged in midair. While shielding the Redfeather Ghost Insects' king, it formed a flower-plucking gesture and lightly tapped Wei Tu's right arm, transformed by the Giant Force Golden Body.
The next moment.
A horrifying scene unfolded.
Clearly, the two differed enormously in size, yet the seemingly frail woman's hand, at the instant its slender finger touched Wei Tu's right