Yin Spirit Nascent Soul as the Catalyst

As Qiu Yan pondered, scenes he had witnessed not long ago in the Historical River flashed through his mind—the changes in the continent's will, the waxing and waning of the continent's Human Path, all clearly laid out in his heart, yet showing signs of fragmentation.

That Black Sha was not merely occupying the flesh of his left arm; it was also affecting his thoughts and ideas, causing Qiu Yan's capacity for thought to plummet at once.

For ordinary living beings or divine spirits, once their train of thought was thrown into disorder, forget doing anything—even thinking became a problem. Yet though the thoughts of Qiu Yan's Fleshly Body had been affected, his consciousness ran through all Three Bodies. The thoughts of his Divine Spirit Body and Heart Demon Body were both far from ordinary. Even if the Fleshly Body's thoughts froze solid, he could still think freely through the other two bodies.

Still, the thoughts of the Fleshly Body were directly linked to the physical form. Once they were affected, some sluggishness and obstruction in movement were unavoidable. That was why he could not fully control his force, and why the earlier resistance had slipped somewhat out of control, affecting others.

Now, as he rode the gale onward, though he restrained it as much as possible, he still made many pavilions and towers sway, prompting people along the way to marvel that the wind was so strong today despite there having been no sign of it beforehand—Qiu Yan's speed did not exceed the dynamic vision of the human eye, but divine powers wrapped around his body, making it impossible for ordinary people to distinguish him.

"Mm..."

Suddenly, he let out a muffled groan. His speeding figure halted in midair, nearly falling. Fortunately, his thoughts turned swiftly, and he barely managed