SHING!
Like a longsword being unsheathed, the Profound Old Ghost's tightly shut eyes snapped open. A ray of purple light shot out from within them. Six ice-blue Ice Crystals immediately began to revolve around his purple Snake Pupils, the merciless light they emitted both soul-stealing and utterly demonic.
This was the first time Mu Chen had seen the Profound Old Ghost's eyes. With just a single glance, Mu Chen felt as if he were being stared down by an Ancient Giant Beast, so much so that he even forgot to breathe.
"Soul Separation!"
The Profound Old Ghost didn't notice Mu Chen's expression. After a soft cry, his brows furrowed tightly. His merciless Snake Pupils revealed a pained look. It was clear that the Profound Old Ghost was enduring with all his might. The pain of soul separation was not something just anyone could bear; the sensation was several times more intense than what Mu Chen had felt when his Dantian was reforged.
"Split!"
