The formation power ahead had originally been condensed into one, but when Guan Chaosheng's Primordial Spirit reached out and pressed against it, his five fingers instantly divided it into five separate streams of force.
Once the force was divided, he no longer needed to draw it all in at once. He could digest it piece by piece.
Yet no matter what, this was an incomparably massive force. Even he slowed for an instant as he devoured and refined it.
But his magical power could not only devour force—it could also wield it.
With every stream of force he obtained, he immediately used it to propel himself onward. Each one made him a fraction faster. Once all five streams had successively stacked together, not only did his overall charge not weaken because of that brief delay, it instead became even faster than before.
However, without superb mastery over magical power and exquisitely subtle methods of transformation, this would have been utterly impossible.
Zhang Yu had originally intended to use the formation's power to obstruct his opponent. During that opening, he could draw the Clear Vault Aura into himself once more and press down upon the man again.
Yet not only had the man not been impeded, he had instead accelerated and burst forward. Zhang Yu had already expended the formation power, and his other divine abilities and Daoist arts could not be brought forth in time. Even if they could, they would have been useless against Guan Chaosheng. For a time, he appeared to have fallen into a tremendous peril.
Although the observing Profound Venerables did not know the exact transformations in the pair's recent clash, they could still discern the situation. At this sight, every one of them tensed inwardly.
Guan Chaosheng's Primordial Spirit instantly surged to Zhang Yu's side.