Then, like a madman, it shook its body, propelling thousands of snow-white spikes, like a barrage of thousands of arrows, shooting towards Chu Mo's head and face.
Chu Mo was immediately startled. The force of just ten spikes already numbed his wrists, making him feel somewhat powerless. Now, faced with thousands of these spikes, an overpowering onslaught, he wouldn't dare to face it even if it cost him his life.
Without hesitation, he turned tail and ran!
Now, when Chu Mo uses his Phantom Swift Step, it's even more effortless than before, as natural as breathing. Without even trying, he instantly turned into a puff of smoke. With this speed, even a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment realm would likely struggle to see him clearly.
What frightened Chu Mo was despite his attempts to escape, those thousands of snow-white spikes were relentlessly pursuing him.
They were like a terrifying swarm of hornets, their buzz vibrating through in the void, making his heart race.
