Chen Mu raised his right hand lethargically. Five long and thin fingers were tapping in the air, playing a strange melody. He played the rhythm so smoothly there was no pause of hesitation. The melody was neither fascinating nor beautiful, yet, it attracted everybody's attention. Chen Mu's expression remained solemn. His gaze was cold and emotionless.
The energy beads that were floating in the middle of the air were reforming. Brighter and brighter, the white energy beads started to glow as though they suddenly caught on fire. No one was able to stare directly at the blinding flare. On the other hand, the black energy beads grew dimmer. They turned dark to the extent that they appeared like an abyss. They were not bothered by the brightness of the white energy beads in any way and continued to devour the light rays like mini black holes.
