Fang Chen opened his eyes and met the silhouette's gaze. He said nothing, then began forming hand seals, condensing vast numbers of Dao Patterns to reinforce the Spatial Passage.
The Mysterious Silhouette silently watched him from behind.
Fang Chen's hands formed seals faster and faster.
Countless fine Dao Patterns streamed from his fingertips like a galaxy pouring down, striking the edges of the collapsing crack.
Each Dao Pattern imprinted itself precisely in the gaps between the Light Screen's Law patterns, like a deft embroiderer threading a needle through torn cloth, joining the broken lines one by one.
The crack's contraction slowed.
It went from shrinking several yards with every breath, to several feet, then to several inches.
But Fang Chen's brow remained tightly furrowed.
At this rate, his reinforcement would keep the passage open longer, but it was still nowhere near stable enough for travel.
The Cultivators of the Fringe Region generally had low Cultivation. For Great Emperors and Half-Immortals crossing this crack, the slightest spatial disturbance could tear them to pieces.
He needed a passage that was completely stable.
Fang Chen drew a deep breath and sank his consciousness into the Innate Eight Trigrams Array Diagram.
At the center of the Array Diagram, the Mysterious Silhouette seemed to sense his intent. The Chaos Mist veiling its face rippled faintly.
The Mysterious Silhouette raised its right hand, pressed its index and Middle Finger together, and lightly pointed at the crack.
Hum!
An indescribably profound Mystical Dao Resonance spread from its fingertips.
To Fang Chen's astonishment, the Dao Patterns he had sent into the crack's edges seemed to come alive. They began extending and interweaving on their own.
Like sentient vines, they grew through the gaps in the Law patterns, joining the broken lines one by one.
A strange change began