A flood of frenzied intent surged forth. Suddenly, the crowd let out a series of shrill screams. In an instant, they scattered like clouds swept away by the wind, vanishing without a trace. From far off, Xu Yi could still hear their cries, faintly echoing in the distance.
"What a treasure. What a treasure!" Xu Yi murmured, gently stroking the keyboard as if caressing the skin of a beautiful woman.
He suddenly understood. The slogans the keyboard had produced were no random creations. Each was infused with the wishes of countless people from that nation in that other world. Every one of those famous slogans had been familiar to him in the era he'd once lived in, and had taken root deep in people's hearts.
When the Spiritually Communicating Treasure produced those slogans, it wasn't merely writing words. It was unleashing potent faith, which transformed into intent and burrowed into people's minds. It was only natural that they couldn't withstand it and fled in disarray.
As the crowd scattered, Xu Yi didn't linger. He sped southeast, and after traveling no more than eight hundred li, descended from the clouds. In a ravaged valley, a hellhound was locked in a desperate fight with a Raging Heaven Ape.
In size, the little wolf dog transformed into a hellhound was still much smaller than the Raging Heaven Ape, but the cracks covering its body were far fewer.
When the hellhound saw Xu Yi arrive, it sent him a thought, telling him not to interfere and simply watch.
The Raging Heaven Ape, however, was startled. It abandoned the little wolf dog and tried to flee.
Xu Yi lunged across its path. The Raging Heaven Ape spat out a stream of dark energy, but another stream shot in from the side and blocked it. The