Many things were just like the meaning of the Inner Demon before—again and again, over and over.
Once it happened too many times, the effect would naturally become ordinary.
Rather than that, it would be better to save it for a crucial moment. Perhaps then Fahai would truly see through this layer of Mist Barrier, truly gain some realization. That was Qin Jiuge's well-deserved plan, and that was what was truly good for Fahai.
Qin Jiuge smiled slowly, then said nothing more.
And when Fahai saw that Qin Jiuge did not speak, those traces of pride in his heart rose again because of it.
He immediately moved and continued setting out.
Very soon, striding forward with great momentum, he was already brimming with confidence throughout the entire area of the Qiantang River.
All of a sudden, the waters of the Yellow River seemed to come from the heavens, rushing to the sea and never returning.
Yet here at the Qiantang River, a flood suddenly broke out.
Disaster spread across the wilds, like water dripping down from towering mountains, and the sight looked truly gloomy in sheet after sheet.
Not only that, the common people here along the Qiantang River instantly wailed across the land without end. One scream after another fell together, and when Fahai heard them, a few faint traces of Mist Barrier likewise appeared in his heart.
Immediately after, Fahai began to use his own great divine abilities, precisely to temporarily block these floods so that the common people of the Qiantang River could leave for a time, thereby improving the safety of the Qiantang River area.
While Fahai was doing this, he suddenly sensed that the auras of others had actually surfaced as well.
He could not help looking toward those two auras, and very soon he