Ji Hao stood up and walked to Mr. Crow, silently looking at Priest Mu.
Priest Mu looked at Ji Hao with his bitter face. A cyan-light sparked in his eyes.
He was a powerful cultivator, and no one could know what was he thinking, or what he would do in the following moment. Therefore, Ji Hao had already prepared for the worst. The Pan Gu bell and the Pan Gu sword were ready. Meanwhile, he contacted the small world of sun, which was not yet far away. Once Priest Mu make any undesirable move, Ji Hao would activate the power of the Pan Gu sun to give him a heavy strike.
Suddenly, a pure and warm power spread from the Fuso staff, calming Ji Hao's strong will of fighting and easing his faint anxiety.
A thin beam of red light shone from the beaks of the Gold Crow on the head of the staff. Within the light was a hazy, three-feet-tall Fuso tree. It was a tree, but everyone on the scene clearly sensed that the tree seriously took a 'glance' at Priest Mu.