Sheng Zheng's expression abruptly changed. Ever since Zhang Yu had entered, he had kept his eyes on the latter's every movement. Seeing him swing his sword down at him, he did not wait for the talismans outside his body to take effect, instead using his fundamental Dao method to evade first.
These talismans merely increased the possibility of his evasion. Yet so long as even a sliver of possibility existed, the Dao method could make it possible for him to avoid the blow.
Moreover, he believed that with Councilor Duan's judgment, if the latter did not wish to be cut down alongside him by Zhang Yu, he would take the initiative to attack Zhang Yu at this moment. At the very least, he could strike to hold him back.
Though he had originally intended to use Councilor Duan as bait, Zhang Yu had fixed his sights on him, and there was nothing he could do about it.
What he truly wanted was to forcibly draw back the treasure that suppressed the Dao and use it to protect himself. He only needed to block the attack for an instant. But considering that Councilor Duan also held such authority, they would likely contend for it at that very instant, causing an obstruction instead. Thus, he could only use his original method to evade.
After he flashed away, it seemed as though nothing had happened. His heart immediately settled, and he thought, I dodged it...
So long as he could continue the standoff, Zhang Yu, seeing that he could not easily succeed against him, might not choose to cut him down again next time. Then perhaps he would find an opportunity to strike.
Yet no sooner had that thought crossed his mind than he suddenly felt a chill run through his entire body.