The momentum of Mu Qingchuan's Nascent Soul Sword Control was incredibly fierce, the Nascent Soul Body transformed into a streak of cyan light, enveloped with a destructive pressure, charging directly at Yang Fei.
In his view, Yang Fei was merely a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, even though equipped with some strange magic treasures, in the face of his absolute strength at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he was just like a mantis trying to stop a cart.
When Yang Fei urgently shot out that pitch-black pearl, Mu Qingchuan's divine sense had already locked onto it. The pearl was entirely black, with no sign of spiritual energy fluctuations nor any rune circulation. With his experience, he determined that this was nothing but something akin to a Heavenly Thunder Pearl.
He sneered slightly, "To dare to present such a mere Heavenly Thunder Pearl, truly courting death."
