Pei Ye watched silently. With his perception, he could clearly see a giant white crane on the field. It moved like a tiger among sheep—a flap of its wings, a grasp of its talons, a peck of its beak—indiscriminately sweeping away various True Intentions.
Remarkable indeed, Teacher. Had I not intervened, perhaps you really would have achieved it...
Pei Ye murmured, his expression suddenly turning eerie and ferocious.
But this isn't what I want... Teacher!
With that, Pei Ye abruptly closed his eyes and spread his arms as if embracing the air.
Following this motion, translucent, ugly, and bizarre black moths darted out from within his body at astonishing speed.
These moths surged forward rapidly, fluttering toward the battlefield.
No one on the battlefield could perceive the existence of these moths.
As soon as the black moths landed on those attacking Master Liudao Yuan, they instantly and silently melted into their bodies.
