Using the Myriad Transformation Art, Mu Qing transformed into a ghostly creature. Moving in an eerie, unpredictable fashion, he reached one of the pure white sword phantoms in the blink of an eye and reached out to seize it.
But at that moment, a sharp edge pierced toward him. It was a Nine-Infant Bird!
The cyan light flickered dimly, yet it contained terrifying power, piercing through Mu Qing's palm.
Mu Qing was slightly startled, but he quickly healed his injury.
He had completely transformed into a ghostly creature. His body had no physical substance, making recovery effortless.
"Caw caw caw!"
The Nine-Infant Bird let out a strange cry. Its aura was not much weaker than that of an ordinary Sovereign Heavenly Pride as it turned into a shadow and charged over.
Mu Qing was somewhat surprised. He had thought the ghostly creatures, Ghost Dragons, and Nine-Infant Birds of the three factions were allies.
He had not expected them to attack one another as well!
The Nine-Infant Bird swooped down to kill him, and Mu Qing no longer held back. He attacked with all his might, his illusory body shifting rapidly as the eerie ghostly aura around him transformed into a storm and swept forth.
"Shriek!"
The Nine-Infant Bird gave a strange cry, and a tangible soundwave attack tore the ghostly storm before it apart on the spot.
Then, it discovered Mu Qing rushing toward it.
Mu Qing's body swelled, transforming into a terrifying ghostly shadow. His gaping, blood-filled maw opened wide, as though he intended to devour it whole.
The Nine-Infant Bird was not afraid either. Its nine heads let out successive strange cries like weeping infants, and beams of light in every color shot forth.
The nine-colored radiance was as brilliant as a rainbow, yet it contained icy killing