Mu Lichen cleared the fog with the Great Strictness Heaven, swinging his sword and turning all illusions into mere shadows.
Standing inside the boat cabin, his Sword Spirit Heart sensed the surroundings in monochrome, as if in a separate realm. Recalling the scene at the daytime market, his heart tightened.
The Painted Boat was a magical artifact, and they had entered its realm during the day.
Boom!!!
A sword pillar shot up into the sky, its scorching white light purifying all directions, shaking the formation of the space and sporadically shattering the black void.
With the Sword Spirit Heart opening the way, Mu Lichen slashed his sword repeatedly. In just a few breaths' time, he killed more than ten independent spaces and found Zhao Wu Xie, the one controlling the formation.
