A huge figure appeared behind Chen Fei. It was the Leaving Dust Dharma Idol. Illusory flames burned over Chen Fei, and they burned over the Leaving Dust Dharma Idol as well.
Compared with the last time Chen Fei had used it, the Leaving Dust Dharma Idol had now become even clearer, and the power contained within it had naturally become even more exaggerated.
The Leaving Dust Dharma Idol had yet to make a move, but She He, who faced it head-on, already had a drastic change in expression.
Before he went onstage, She Qianling had instructed She He to force Chen Fei into using the move of the Leaving Dust Dharma Idol.
She He had indeed intended to do just that. He had planned to wait until the sword formation smashed down, then use words to corner Chen Fei, making Chen Fei fly into a rage and throw caution to the wind.
In the end, She He had not even spoken yet, and even his second move had not fallen, but Chen Fei had taken the initiative to unleash the Leaving Dust Dharma Idol.
She He knew that it absolutely was not because his sword move had made Chen Fei feel pressured that Chen Fei had used this move ahead of time.
She He no longer had time to think about what the reason was, because facing the Leaving Dust Dharma Idol directly at this moment made his entire divine soul hum.
Only when encountering mortal danger would the divine soul react like this.
In other words, if She He did not handle this move well, he would die outright!
Although She He had already prepared himself for death before taking the stage, when truly facing death, he ultimately could not face it calmly.
The instinct of life made She