Fang Yun clearly sensed that the Sacred Way around the Sand Boat had actually been twisted by black smoke.
Fang Yun's brows furrowed slightly.
In terms of control over the mighty power of the Sacred Way, Lei Konghe now far surpassed Fang Yun.
No matter how powerful the Half-Sage Regalia was, it merely came infinitely close to a Half-Sage. At most, it could provide reserves of Sacred Power. As for the nature of that Sacred Power and what sort of might it could produce, Fang Yun knew nothing.
Even though Fang Yun clearly possessed the Withering Force, he could not comprehend the true essence of that power.
Because Fang Yun was not a Half-Sage.
Lei Konghe was different. He too was not a Half-Sage, but he had now fused into the External Saint Body.
Lei Konghe's mind had replaced that of the External Saint Body. Whatever the External Saint Body sensed, Lei Konghe could sense as well.
In a sense, it was as though a Half-Sage were personally teaching Lei Konghe, hand in hand, how to understand the mighty power of the Sacred Way.
Therefore, even if Lei Konghe could not use the Tiger Clan's demon arts or combat techniques, his clear perception of Sacred Power gave him an utterly different understanding of the entire world.
If the whole world appeared minute in Fang Yun's eyes, composed of countless tiny things, then in Lei Konghe's eyes, there was no distinction between small and large. He saw only intangible laws. Everything operated according to those laws, pointing straight at the origin.
Fang Yun did not understand the Sacred Way, but the Sand Boat itself contained the mighty power of the Sacred Way, and the Half-Sage Regalia had activated it, allowing it to keep fleeing.
But now, Lei Konghe's strength had risen