"This is the Soul Bead, the core of my soul. As long as I crush this bead, I will dissipate completely," Chaos said and pushed the bead in front of the golden bird. "I can let Chaos keep this bead."
Han Muye turned to look at the golden bird.
After hesitating for a moment, the golden bird flapped its wings, nodded slightly, extended its claw, and grabbed the bead.
Han Muye raised his hand, and the small golden sword appeared in his palm.
With a swipe of the sword, a golden gate appeared in front of him.
"My cultivation is still not enough to enter Kunwu," Han Muye said as he looked at the brilliance and agility behind the door of light.
He did not even have enough cultivation to open this door of light.
"No need, no need. We will pass through with our divine souls; there is no need to open this gate." Chaos smiled, his figure dissipated, turning into countless eyes again.
Han Muye could feel his consciousness being drawn away.