This thing had already been imbued with Wu Feng's aura, so Wu Feng could not shake it off no matter what he did. Even within the River of Time, it was the same.
However, its aura was indeed being worn away.
Wu Feng believed that as long as he persisted, he could completely sever this thing from himself, end its connection with him, and prevent it from affecting any transformation of his dharmic body.
Wu Feng had no choice but to do this, because he was the Saint of the Primordial Chaos World!
Wu Feng had recognized his own position. He was the guardian deity of the Primordial Chaos World. The Three Pure Ones could not be relied upon, Tathagata Buddha was even less trustworthy, and no one knew where the ethereal Hongjun had run off to. Now, Wu Feng had to ensure that he himself did not undergo any corruption.
Within the River of Time, indescribable attacks came one after another from that monstrous form, while the indescribable sense of intimacy continued to deepen.
It seemed as though a voice had been following Wu Feng all along, whispering, "Wu Feng, I am you. Why are you running? Why? Fuse with me."
Chapter 1714: Flowing Time
Chapter 1714: Flowing Time
As the voice gradually grew louder, that eerie figure drew close to Wu Feng once again.
Wu Feng sensed the danger. He knew that if he were completely possessed by this thing, he would become an existence even he could hardly imagine.
It would mean being controlled by someone else.
Beyond the Heavens wanted to use this method to control Wu Feng and, through him, control the entire Primordial Chaos World.
Wu Feng swam through the River of Time and eventually found a blurry-looking scene, into which he hid.
That