That asphalt-like substance continued to drift between the woman's feathers, trying to slow the spread of the green patterns.
But none of it had any meaning.
After the small formation nearby lost control, it suddenly exploded. After a cloud of smoke, Wu emerged from the center and walked over to the woman.
The woman now had a bird's body, but her head still had a woman's features.
The woman stared at Wu and wailed in pain. "You bastard! It really was you! It really was you! So I was tricked by you after all."
"That's right, you were tricked by me! Who told you to have decent cultivation? If I fought you head-on, I'd still have to expend energy. I'm only a clone, and every bit of energy I expend is extremely difficult to recover, you know."
Wu Feng smiled smugly. With a casual wave of his sleeve toward the blood-red minor world, the blood-red world instantly collapsed like a mirror.
Only after the minor world collapsed did the woman realize that she was still lying in a huge pit. Standing in the pit were the unharmed Wu Feng and the smug Wu.
Wu looked at the woman with a chuckle, his eyes filled with smugness.
Wu Feng watched from the side, his expression solemn.
To be honest, Wu Feng knew that Wu's cultivation was extremely high, but he had never imagined that it could be this high—or that Wu could be so skilled at using underhanded tactics.
The One Thousand Eight Hundred and Ninety-Fifth Chapter: Profound
The One Thousand Eight Hundred and Ninety-Fifth Chapter: Profound.
The actual situation was this: after the woman appeared, Wu sent Wu Feng a voice transmission, telling him that he would deliberately pretend to break with Wu Feng. Then, when the woman let down