But at this moment, Chu Mu, standing in the air, remained utterly undistracted.
As the phenomenon vanished, the wandering ghostly fiends and monstrous creatures within the vast lake gradually converged upon the hollow region created by it.
At some unknown moment, one wandering ghostly fiend finally noticed Chu Mu standing in the air.
With a piercing shriek, this fourth-tier ghostly fiend, like a lump of twisted rotten flesh, pounced through the air at Chu Mu.
The shriek rang out, and in this deathly silent region, it was like some sort of signal. The other wandering ghostly fiends instantly turned to look at the figure in green robes standing in the air.
The next moment, shrieks and howls erupted one after another as countless ghostly fiend monsters charged madly toward him.
Only then did Chu Mu slowly open his eyes. Profound depths lay within them, Spirit Radiance still lingering, yet an indescribable Dao aura also flowed through them.
At this moment, his eyes were like a pair of black holes in the deep void, capable of devouring everything.
He swept his gaze around, and with a slight shift of thought, every ghostly fiend monster attacking within several hundred li froze in that instant.
The next moment, the bodies of all the ghostly fiends—whether soul bodies, flesh-and-blood forms, or skeletal forms—began to turn visibly illusory.
If these ghostly fiends had possessed spiritual intelligence, they would certainly have sensed the rapid loss of their own power.
This loss was not confined merely to the ghostly fiends' power. Everything they possessed was dissolving and draining away.
Several breaths later, every ghostly fiend monster within those several hundred li, regardless of its strength, had vanished without a trace.
And those vanished ghostly fiends had, without question, all been devoured by Chu Mu at that moment.