Zhou Huan looked at the dark figure not far away and snorted. "Chu Mo, or should I call you High Person Youxuan? So the five-element profound essence really is in your hands. Return it to me, and I can let bygones be bygones."
He knew it. Anyone who got involved with Yuan Bai was no good.
Chu Mo remained calm. "No hurry. I've heard that your Illusory Mist Gauze has unmatched escape speed, Senior Brother Zhou. I happen to need a Dharmic Treasure for traveling. Could you bear to part with it and give it to me?"
"What?" Zhou Huan's eyes abruptly widened. Once he understood what Chu Mo had said, he laughed in fury. The man's behavior was no different from a robber's.
"Good, good, good! Stealing the [five-element profound essence] wasn't enough, and now you dare covet the [Illusory Mist Gauze]? You truly live up to being a disciple of our Tribulation Deliverance Sect!"
Murderous intent blazed in Zhou Huan's eyes. "Since you're seeking your own death, I'll grant your wish!"
Dazzling red rosy light rose behind him, painting the surrounding world crimson. Neither daylight nor sunlight remained visible, only ten thousand streams of rosy radiance.
It was the Divine Ability Zhou Huan cultivated-[Scarlet Firmament Flowing Flame Flying Rosy Clouds]!
The rosy light swept down like a celestial river pouring backward, blanketing heaven and earth as it descended upon Chu Mo.
Chu Mo activated the Profound Banner to defend himself. Dark light collided violently with the crimson radiance, producing strange hissing sounds.
But how overwhelming was the power of Zhou Huan's furious attack! In just a few breaths, the dark light rapidly shrank, showing signs of giving way.
Chu Mo hurriedly summoned the Banner Spirit. A chill wind sprang up, and countless ghostly shadows lunged toward Zhou Huan.