Watching Tu Zaichuan collapse softly to the ground, Chen Fei activated the Slaughter Spirit Technique and guided the spiritual essence into the Qianyuan Sword.
The Qianyuan Sword emitted a sharp sound, then retracted into its sheath.
Tu Zaichuan's body turned into powder, dispersing with the wind.
Chen Fei looked into the distance. Someone like Tu Zaichuan, with a heart set on destruction, would never submit even under the threat of death. It was almost inevitable that he would try to set traps and lead you into danger.
Chen Fei had never trusted Tu Zaichuan.
Even if Chen Fei wanted to know how to observe the stone stele, it was impossible to follow Tu Zaichuan's rhythm step by step. That would be like handing over his life to Tu Zaichuan.
Even if you kept your eyes fixed, it wouldn't have any effect.
