Truly beyond the power of mortals to resist...
Tai Cang was utterly unaware of this.
At this moment, his soul radiated a brilliant light within the river, yet it was shrinking at a visible rate. Standing within it, he seemed like a speck of dust in a desert. Before the boundless torrent of destiny, he felt danger lurking everywhere.
In an instant, Tai Cang sensed countless prying gazes sweeping across the area.
Those gazes vanished in a flash, yet they made his skin crawl, leaving him unable to distinguish reality from illusion.
So this was the interior of the River of Destiny?
It truly was vast and boundless.
Coming back to his senses, Tai Cang muttered to himself.
Just as he was about to continue exploring, a powerful force of rejection suddenly struck him.
In an instant, Tai Cang felt discomfort throughout his body. When he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to Wuzhuang Temple. The celestial phenomena filling the sky had vanished without a trace, and silence returned to the surroundings.
This...
Tai Cang looked stunned.
He had actually been expelled?
Why had the River of Destiny rejected him?
All sorts of questions flooded his mind. This change was simply inconceivable.
Tai Cang!
Fellow Daoist Tai Cang!
The calls drew nearer and nearer.
Hong Yun, Di Jun, Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, and the others came rushing over.
Once everyone gathered around him, they eagerly pressed him with questions. "Fellow Daoist, did you discover anything within the true body of the River of Destiny?"
"Did you feel anything unusual while inside?"
Faced with the barrage of questions, Tai Cang snapped out of his daze.
Yet he truly had not sensed anything unusual and did not know how to answer for a moment.
Right—
Tai Cang was about to