Only after Ding Mingcang had been slapped into a mist of blood did the ferocious giant face formed by the Fragment of the Heavenly Dao slowly dissipate.
The people standing below looked at one another, their eyes filled with disbelief.
The scene before them was simply too shocking!
"This Spirit of the Heavenly Dao seems a little different from what I imagined..."
Only after a long while did Chao Wendao murmur to himself.
"Now that it has its own intelligence, perhaps it can no longer be considered the pure Heavenly Dao... However, its power does indeed contain some measure of the Heavenly Dao's will."
The Sect Master narrowed his eyes as he analyzed it.
"No wonder one can improve their strength in the illusion, even comprehend the Dao. If such a powerful existence serves as the formation core, then it does make sense..."
"It's just that this one's temper seems a bit, uh... No, I mean..."
Halfway through his words, Chao Wendao subconsciously covered his mouth and glanced around guiltily.
He remembered that Ding Mingcang seemed to have been slapped straight into a bloody mist precisely because he had spoken ill of the other party.
"This one does have a bit of a temper, but as long as you don't provoke it, it won't come out... Elder Chao, don't worry."
Lu Ze cheerfully helped Chao Wendao out of the awkward spot.
"Cough, cough. Can that be called having a bad temper? That is... that is the dignity of the strong, not to be insulted! That old thing Ding Mingcang brought it on himself. Even if the Heavenly Dao hadn't acted, I would have!"
Chao Wendao's old face flushed, and he hurriedly spoke up for the Fragment of the Heavenly Dao.
After all, he had received the Fragment of the Heavenly