Chu Mo was utterly stunned. The sheer scale of that health bar far exceeded anything he had imagined. Of everyone he had seen, even Xuan Cheng, who had advanced to Nascent Soul, had a pitifully short health bar by comparison.
He could not help wondering whether the other party and he were even the same kind of creature.
Stranger still, although Chu Mo could see the name, he could not see Dao Lord Darkworld himself. In his perception, the Dao Lord seemed to have arrived, yet his arrival also seemed impossible.
He seemed to "exist" both in Fuli Heaven and here before Chu Mo's eyes; he had come yet not arrived, arrived yet not come.
Chu Mo had not lost his mind. It was simply a sensation beyond the power of words to describe. Being able to see that health bar proved that he had already "seen" Dao Lord Darkworld. It was just that the "position" where he stood was too low for him to discern the Dao Lord's form or glimpse his appearance.
The next moment, Dao Lord Darkworld acted.
Chu Mo could not see how he acted, but [Map: Mountain of Origin] rapidly blurred, plummeting into the deeper reaches of the void until it vanished.
Heaven and earth inverted once more, the cosmos returned to its proper alignment, and everything was restored.
Before Chu Mo could examine anything closely, a familiar landscape filled his vision. He was standing in Fuli Heaven again, with control of his body restored, as though everything he had just experienced had been a dream.
Rapid panting came from beside him. Pale-faced, Ming He tugged at the corners of his mouth, forcing an ugly smile.
"Just now, it seems Master intervened." A trace of uncertainty colored Ming He's voice. Since becoming Dao Lord Darkworld's