Those pair of True Spirit eyes slowly turned toward Chu Mu.
As their gazes met, the indifference in those pale golden eyes—like one looking down upon ants—made Chu Mu's heart give an involuntary, violent jolt.
Chu Mu's straight back seemed to encounter an irresistible mighty force and slowly bent.
The divine light in his eyes gradually dimmed as well, even showing signs of becoming scattered and vacant.
"Spirit Radiance!"
Chu Mu abruptly woke!
With a touch of Spirit Radiance Blessing, his chaotic mind instantly cleared and returned to stability.
Their gazes met again. Those pale golden eyes still held the indifference of one looking down upon ants, but it was not difficult to discern the stiffness within them.
This "Vermilion Bird" had no spirit! Chu Mu felt greatly relieved.
He raised his hand and gripped his blade. A chill gleam, as though formed from gathered rules, flowed along it. With one slash, the cold light swept forth.
To Chu Mu's surprise, when the blade light fell, it encountered not the slightest obstruction and plunged into the Vermilion Bird phantom.
And then...
Bang...
The next moment, with a dull sound, the Vermilion Bird phantom—whose terrifying presence had nearly shattered Chu Mu's mind—disappeared without a trace.
The Blood Pearl hung high in the air like a great sun, while the sea of flames surged on as it always had.
The only difference was...
There was no longer anything obstructing Chu Mu before it.
Chu Mu was slightly stunned, unable to react for a moment.
He cautiously extended his Divine Sense. The Vermilion Bird Blood, so close at hand, lay completely unobstructed before him, allowing him to inspect it freely. There was no more obstruction, nor any resistance.
"Putting up a bluff?"
Chu Mu was surprised.
After pondering for a while, he came