Within fifty yards around the Son of the White Emperor, danger abounds.
In this space, there is nothing, yet the moment Chu Xisheng had the notion of breaking into this area to attack the Son of the White Emperor, his Primordial Spirit felt like it was being pricked by needles, causing intense pain.
Furthermore, countless images of being killed by various means and swordsmanship by the Son of the White Emperor emerged in his mind.
This area clearly contains countless 'swords', forming a Sword Domain! Sword Intent crisscrossing, impermeable Sword Qi!
Chu Xisheng couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling, secretly feeling helpless.
His Vengeance Blade was completely ineffective against this person, as the Son of the White Emperor had refined his Divine Sense Thought to the extreme, possessing control to the most delicate degree.
Chu Xisheng was utterly unable to collect and reflect the enemy's intent to kill.
