C80 The Spirit Ring Lost Its Effect!

With a soft "thwack," Hsu Mu felt the Golden Thread Sword pierce through something, yet it seemed to find no resistance. It plunged into the ground with a resonant "clang."

As the white mist before him dispersed, a curious glint flickered in Hsu Mu's eyes. With an outstretched hand, he beckoned the Golden Thread Sword back to him.

"This mist creature is truly extraordinary!" Hsu Mu marveled