Tongming Master stared at the Quiet Bamboo.
This was a slender, lengthy spirit bamboo, with nothing particularly strange visible on its stem except for a few branches and dozens of sharp leaves.
Seeing that Cheng Kong did not care, Tongming Master unfolded his Divine Sense, and the Quiet Bamboo appeared entirely different—it seemed to be breathing, its branches and leaves like a greedy beast, inhaling and exhaling the surrounding Spiritual Energy.
Just as he tried to probe deeper with his Divine Sense, he suddenly felt it plunge, and the sounds of Dao echoed in his ears, making him feel dizzy and sleepy, as if about to sink into it.
"Wake up!"
Upon hearing a sharp shout, Tongming Master came to his senses, recalled that feeling, and looked towards the Quiet Bamboo with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Cheng Kong Envoy...this..."
He had achieved Divinity Transformation and naturally possessed a certain pride, yet he had almost succumbed to this piece of Quiet Bamboo.
