The giant skull gave another cold snort, but didn't say anything.
At this point, dozens of supreme dharma instruments had traversed vast distance across the void and arrived in front of Chu Mo, then one after another they burst into shreds. Transforming into omnipotent and majestic power, they surged towards the blood mist from Chu Mo's shattered skull.
In almost an instant, the scattered blood mist had congealed back together, appearing to take on the shape of a skull.
In the void, all the supremes stopped their thought communication, as if many pairs of eyes were anxiously watching this location.
The giant skull was also watching Chu Mo nervously.
Success or failure was dependent on this one attempt!
