Black Hole Core

Black Hole Core

The Black Hole Spirit flew into a rage and finally revealed its whereabouts.

"Lord Bi Fan, the Black Hole Spirit is hiding about ten kilometers ahead and to the right. I've locked onto it. Should we chase it now?" Soul Lock said excitedly.

Bi Fan was calm. After a moment's thought, he said, "Not yet. This is the black hole, the Black Hole Spirit's lair. If it can move, we'll never catch it."

"Lord Bi Fan is wise. Looks like we can only wait for the Black Hole Spirit to come to us," Soul Lock said.

"Black Hole Spirit, don't be so angry. Ten Immortal Tools aren't that many. You must have devoured plenty of Immortal Tools already. Just spit some out, and there's no need to get worked up," Bi Fan said with a laugh.

"Damn humans! I'll kill you! You might be able to withstand my physical attacks, but I refuse to believe you can withstand my spiritual sense attacks, too." The Black Hole Spirit seemed ready to use a spiritual sense attack, exactly as Bi Fan had hoped.

Bi Fan looked frightened, his expression changing slightly before quickly returning to normal.

He was putting on an act so the Black Hole Spirit would take the bait and think he feared spiritual sense attacks.

Bi Fan was sure the Black Hole Spirit could perceive everything happening throughout the black hole. There was no way his changing expression had escaped its notice.

As expected, the Black Hole Spirit had seen Bi Fan's expression shift. It had lasted only an instant, which made the Black Hole Spirit even more certain that Bi Fan feared spiritual sense attacks.

"Black Hole Spirit, why don't you give it a try? I'm not afraid of your spiritual sense attacks," Bi Fan