The scarlet feathers covering the Nine Yin Sparrow's body puffed up, and its pupils shrank. It could not help but fall back. The holy light on its body dimmed down, and it was truly startled.
That wasn't his true body. The sparrow was convinced that this couldn't possibly be the sagemaster here in person, so how could he deal with it?
However, the Nine Yin Sparrow's mind was still uneasy. It wished it could just turn and walk away, yet it couldn't. It could only hold on forcefully. As a quasi-sage, how could it resign itself to give up the moment it was about to become a true sage?
Even though the Nine Yin Sparrow had killed countless people, its emotions were complicated and even incomparably fearful. This was indeed the sagemaster of legend.
