At those words, Su Jiu nearly ruined the hand seal she was halfway through forming.
Thinking it over carefully, Little Green did have a point. If even the Vermilion Bird could be corrupted by demonic qi, why couldn't the spirit source mutate under its influence?
While secretly communicating with Little Green, Su Jiu barely showed any change in expression, but the Gray-Clothed Man still caught a hint of it. He gave a sinister smile and let out a grating, ugly cackle.
"Judging by that little look on your face, the Spirit Vein Spirit must have told you already."
As the Gray-Clothed Man spoke, two black ribbons flew toward Su Jiu at once.
Chu Luohen moved to intercept one and share Su Jiu's burden. Yet whenever he was about to touch the black ribbon, it evaded him at an impossibly tricky angle and with even greater speed.
Even Chu Luohen could not intercept the ribbon when it moved at such speeds and angles.
The pressure on Su Jiu doubled as a result.
The Gray-Clothed Man continued leisurely dodging everyone else's attacks, focusing solely on Su Jiu. He seemed to be observing her, or perhaps assessing her, but showed no killing intent whatsoever.
Yet no one could say why.
Even Little Green found it somewhat unexpected.
The Gray-Clothed Man was clearly no decent person, but why did he only fight without killing...?
Su Jiu felt there might be a crucial piece of the puzzle they knew nothing about.
The black ribbons flew back and forth, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, utterly disrupting their rhythm in battle. Fortunately, none of them were ordinary fighters, and they knew how to adjust in time.
The battle then settled into a stalemate.
Su Jiu lowered her gaze slightly, seemingly troubled by something.
"Why do I feel... as