The two pupils gazed at each other in silence.
But at this moment, silence spoke louder than words.
Although the Dragon Eye did not speak, the vortex in its pupil and its Dragon Might were both conveying a threat to Song Shuhang—Brat, you disturbed my sweet dreams. Are you looking to die? What kind of death do you want?
The Confucian Sage's Eye in Song Shuhang's right eye flickered with an even more terrifying, uncanny radiance—Look into my eyes. I'll allow you to reorganize your words.
The two pupils, both renowned throughout the Myriad Heavens and Realms, glared at each other, neither willing to back down.
The vortex in the Dragon Eye grew larger and larger.
The uncanny radiance in the Sage's Eye seemed to twist, becoming increasingly terrifying.
The pressure radiating from the two pupils merely glaring at each other was enough to crush ordinary cultivators.
Even the spiritual energy between heaven and earth involuntarily began to converge madly around the two eyes!
The dense spiritual energy even transformed into waves of white mist.
One breath was enough to inhale pure spiritual energy—a truly blissful experience.
If a little cultivator who had just reached Foundation Establishment could withstand the pressure and make it between the two pupils, merely taking a breath would have the same effect as a portion of high-quality Body Tempering Liquid.
If only my Core World could open at a time like this. Song Shuhang thought to himself. Then he could directly collect this vast amount of spiritual energy into his Core World.
As he pondered, the countless branches on his Wooden Body were affected by the dense spiritual energy and began growing wildly.
By sheer coincidence, one branch grew all the way to the front of the Dragon Eye.
A brilliant little flower bloomed at