Upon meeting Ning Xuan's gaze, the Red Attire Spirit's heart inexplicably trembled. She had a sudden realization: everything Ning Xuan said was true.
"How is that possible?!" she muttered, growing flustered. Seeing the spear, now calm and completely unable to break free from Ning Xuan's grasp, she was filled with regret.
The reason she had dared to separate from her true form wasn't because she had any confidence in Cheng Dabao stopping Ning Xuan, but because she had confidence in herself and the spear. It wasn't as if no one had ever been here before. The visitors were all supreme cultivators, yet none who had managed to grab the weapon could avoid being controlled by it. The killing intent contained within the spear was enough to make any supreme cultivator lose their sanity.
But this man acted as if nothing was wrong. He had even managed to restrain her true form. This was beyond her comprehension.
