Holding the Pan Gu sword, Ji Hao expressionlessly looked at Priest Mu.
In fact, he was stunned too. The great surprise even made him speechless. Just now, when he turned himself into the core of the sword formation and attacked Priest Mu with its power, he had the same feeling as he got back then when using Yu Yu's sword formation against the non-humankind in Chi Ban Mountain.
He controlled everything, he was faster than everything, and he was unimaginably powerful, even seemingly capable of cutting the world.
The moment he merged himself with the sword formation, he clearly sensed all the fluctuation of Priest Mu's power, sensing the smallest move of every bundle of Priest Mu's muscles, and the strong power of great Dao stirred up by his wooden staff. He also sensed the dreadful quietus from the head of the wooden staff.
If Ji Hao were alone, he might have been killed by Priest Mu with the wooden staff already.