Once the thought arose, it became unstoppable.
To harness it for oneself, one must come into contact with it.
However, even the Heavenly Illusion Pavilion, which could manipulate illusions, couldn't deal with a sword and a stone.
Then, several birds descended from the sky, shooting straight towards the sword.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."
The birds were bounced back into the air, recovering and swooping down again.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."
The dull thuds continued, as each bird collided with an invisible barrier, only to be rebounded into the air.
Yet, fearlessly, they continued their assault time and again, undeterred by the blood at their beaks.
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.
Once they flew up again, they didn't fall back down, flying off into the distance, disappearing from sight.
The Heavenly Illusion Pavilion relinquished its control, and they immediately regained clarity, fleeing as if avoiding a deadly plague.
Chu Zhiyuan furrowed his brows.
