Along with Black Sha came those words, spoken in a calm tone, yet carrying an air that brooked no argument or resistance, instinctively making Red Seat uncomfortable.
As an Intent Spirit with an extraordinary inheritance, he had always considered himself a cut above others and never submitted to anyone. First, Junzuo had plotted against him; then, disaster had turned into fortune, allowing him to see through profound mysteries and leap into an understanding of Chaos Intent. His cultivation had soared. If his own intent spread outward, it could radiate across an entire star domain, letting more gods comprehend him and thereby granting him greater power.
The source of an Intent Spirit's power resembled that of gods, though Qiu Yan had yet to determine the precise differences. His contact with Intent Spirits had been too brief, and the intelligence he had obtained was no more than superficial scraps.
But with these gains, Red Seat's spirits rose. His intent had always held arrogance deep within it. Hearing those words and seeing Black Sha above him, he merely curled his lips in a half-smile before preparing to unleash the true essence of his intent against him!
His intent differed from Junzuo's frenzy and chaos. If released elsewhere, it would have been enough to cow countless living beings. Yet now, once it fell into Black Sha, it vanished without a trace.
Not only that, in the blink of an eye, Black Sha's ferocity swelled. It churned within, spreading like dark clouds. Then it struck downward, smashing Red Seat into a tumble below. Black Sha then twisted into the shape of a sphere, wrapping Junzuo and Red Seat inside.
Junzuo had suffered repeated heavy injuries, and when Red Seat broke free, half of Junzuo's body had been shattered. By now, he was utterly silent. But