This was Tang San's Spiritual Power, though it was only a faint mental shock.
But if it entered Chen Ye's mind and detonated directly, it could destroy his Spirit Sea.
It wasn't as simple as adding a drop of oil to water.
It was more like adding a drop of concentrated petroleum. The water would be tainted in an instant and completely ruined.
That was exactly what Tang San intended to do. He had already prepared for every contingency.
After all, Tang San and Chen Ye were now openly at odds, and each seal that was unlocked gave Tang San more power.
Chen Ye had already prepared himself to fight Tang Wulin, but he hadn't expected Tang San to be so underhanded.
Tang San hadn't tampered with the Golden Dragon King's power. Instead, he had guided it, allowing it to rush into Chen Ye's body at tremendous speed and conceal that faint trace of Spiritual Power.
Yet that faint trace of Spiritual Power had entered Chen Ye's mind.
A piercing buzz rang out, and Chen Ye felt as though someone had slammed into his head.
The blow was so heavy that he nearly lost consciousness.
In his mind, the diary lay quietly in place. As that trace of Spiritual Power entered, it suddenly flipped open.
Chen Ye staggered and let go of Tang Wulin's shoulder. He stood up, but lost his footing and crashed hard to the ground.
Blood began to seep from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, but his gaze remained clear. The Chronospace Diary was barely holding out.
Just then, Tang Wulin opened his eyes. His icy gaze fixed on Chen Ye, brimming with Killing Intent.
"You really thought you could go up against me? Today is the day you die."
"Are you sure you want to