The fleshy tendrils carried a bone-deep chill, and Chen Fei felt as if his entire face had gone completely stiff.
Colder than his face, however, was Chen Fei's heart.
Just now, he had been only a hair's breadth away. If he hadn't reacted in time, Chen Fei's true body would have stepped into this place.
Why had Chen Fei used his mind, used an illusory body, and even summoned his clone over from Qian Yan City? It was precisely because he feared that some danger might lurk within this unknown space.
Chen Fei's defensive layering was absurd now. He had even layered several protections within his soul.
But this sort of armor-stacking was aimed at those in the same realm. If the opponent crossed a major realm, if a Sun Moon Realm expert came along, Chen Fei's method of layering defenses would only let him survive a moment longer.
As for realms even higher than the Sun Moon Realm, Chen Fei's defenses would be little different from paper paste.
After all the tests just now, he had felt that this place held no danger, but Chen Fei's true body still had no wish to risk himself.
His life was his own. Things like Rebirth From a Drop of Blood, if he couldn't run away in time, would merely let the enemy kill him one more time.
It was precisely because he had this psychological bottom line that, when Chen Fei himself felt he could let his true body enter, he immediately sensed something was wrong, then triggered the True Spirit within the Xuanyuan Sword.
In the Sea of Consciousness of Chen Fei's clone, there was also a Xuanyuan Sword, but how much of the Xuanyuan Sword's True Spirit it contained depended entirely on how much Chen Fei's soul could withstand.