Zhao Family Ancestral Hall.
Zhou Yu sat cross-legged, regulating his breath and tuning his spirit to optimal condition before he swallowed the Golden Spirit Fruit in one gulp.
As soon as the Golden Spirit Fruit entered his body, Zhou Yu immediately began to refine the fruit's medicinal power. However, just as he was about to start his cultivation technique, his eyes suddenly snapped open.
"Why do I have a bad feeling..."
"Could it be that there's something wrong with the Golden Spirit Fruit?"
While Zhou Yu was in doubt, suddenly, a terrifying force of Divine Sense enveloped him.
His eyes shone with a brilliant light.
"No, it's an attack of the Divine Sense!"
Zhou Yu's expression changed, and he immediately closed his eyes, prompting his Yin Spirit to leave his body.
The moment his Yin Spirit left his body, he saw it.
In the distant sky, a black humanoid shadow, holding a long sword, was rushing towards him with lethal intent.
Almost in an instant, it had reached him.
