Black clouds pressed low, close enough to touch!
Jiang Feng felt that with every breath, he could inhale a wisp of black cloud.
Lightning kept striking the stone statue. The cracked statue was continuously shattered by the power of the God Seal, then continuously repaired by the power of the lightning.
Jiang Feng had no idea how long this struggle would last.
But he had a premonition: if they failed to break open the seal this time, it might not simply mean failure this time.
He felt that if they could not break the stone statue's seal now, the four of them likely would not survive.
And more than that—perhaps from this day onward, the Lost God would never have another chance to break free.
Jiang Feng knew that something had to change for there to be even the slightest chance of success.
He swept his gaze over the scene from the corner of his eye, and suddenly noticed the longsword in the stone statue's hand.
The statue gripped a sword in its right hand, kneeling on one knee with the blade braced before it!
Jiang Feng thought to himself, If the God Seal's power could focus on unsealing the sword and the hand holding it first, then use the sword's power to break the other seals...
The thought had only just formed when a voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
"Good idea!"
"Hm?" Jiang Feng froze. "Book Soul, why has your voice changed?"
Book Soul immediately replied, "That wasn't my voice. It was the voice of the Lost God's godhead."
Before Jiang Feng could figure out what was happening, he discovered that the God Seal's power had changed its flow.
Previously, the God Seal's power had been focused on battling the lightning's power as it repaired the seal.