“Don’t panic!” Chu Taidou roared within. “I have a supreme treasure from the Immortal Sect! I still have the chance to win! Even if I must greatly damage my divine sense, I cannot lose here!”

He clenched his fists. A black ring on his index finger suddenly exuded a cold energy that injected itself straight into his soul. Every emotion immediately disappeared from his eyes, replaced with a cold indifference.

Glancing at Qin Yu one more time, Chu Taidou closed his eyes and his divine sense entered the Mirage King Bead once again. There was no superficial difference in his divine sense, but it now contained that cold energy to it. It was like a river of water becoming a river of ice, causing the intensity and power behind it to increase by a terrifying amount.

But where there were advantages there were also drawbacks. After the intensity of his divine sense increased, if it suffered an impact that surpassed its withstanding limits, it would be like real ice, shattered into countless blocks.

Qin Yu’s divine sense phantom sat down cross-legged. A terrifying suppressive strength roared in from all directions, accompanied by thunderous rumbles....