Earlier, Qiu Yan had used various means to isolate Black Wind's Origin Source consciousness. This both prevented the united will from coming into contact with that Origin Source and disguised it, while also keeping information from flowing into Black Wind's consciousness and being noticed by him.
Now, it seemed this method had worked exactly as intended. Black Wind was swept away, still struggling fiercely. Though he was only a single strand of will, the united will was likewise will itself. Qiu Yan had been pushing from within just now, and that consciousness had not controlled the body. With many factors combined, the present situation had come to be.
But now, Black Wind knew the situation was dire—far more perilous than when he had been suppressed and sealed. How could he fail to devote all his energy to dealing with it wholeheartedly?
That will might not have posed much threat to Qiu Yan, but among the cultivators of the starry sky, that single consciousness alone would have been enough to stir up a bloody storm. So long as he slaughtered, devoured, and corrupted on a grand scale, Black Wind could condense another true body within a few hundred years.
At that moment, Black Wind's consciousness exploded, unleashing countless pure realms of intent. For a time, it threw the united will into disarray. The reason was simple—
"What is this? Black Wind Great Venerable? Had we not already explained things to you clearly? We even passed such insights on to you. You emerged in accordance with the tide, and your consciousness was on the verge of joining ours. From then on, we would stand together, each another's fellow Daoist, exploring the Great Dao together. What an exhilarating thing that would be! Why have you gone back on your word and begun struggling