What did it feel like to charge into an Ink Cloud formed from endless Heavenly Demons?
Su Che did not know how others felt.
What he felt was cold.
It was a coldness that reached straight into the deepest part of the heart, as if it would freeze all of one's emotions, all sensations, and everything in this mortal world that could offer warmth—freezing them all utterly.
Truth-Illusion Method? Drawing upon Numinous Obscurity?
The present Su Che no longer viewed things through ordinary perspectives. Under the perspective of Creation Sword Intent, he could see the essence of it all more clearly.
This so-called "Ink Cloud," at its core, was a kind of spiritual-sense power. No—more warped than mere spiritual sense. The Demonic Thought wielded by Heavenly Demons seemed to possess one more layer of transformation than the pure spiritual sense of cultivators, or perhaps it was simply more malformed.
Those cloud-and-mist-like forms were the anomalies wrought between heaven and earth by countless Heavenly Demons gathering their Demonic Thoughts in one place.
They looked like clouds and mist, but were actually a network formed by layers upon layers of Demonic Thoughts linked together.
By following the network, one would certainly be able to find the "nodes" linking those Demonic Thoughts together, as well as the deeper "core."
Clearly, Li Shouchang was doing the same.
For Su Che discovered that the flying vessel beneath their feet was currently speeding toward a certain "node."
Yet as he observed, Su Che also noticed a problem.
Compared with spiritual sense, Demonic Thought appeared to lack exclusivity.
A cultivator's power, whether dharma power or spiritual sense, generally possessed a simple sort of exclusivity.
That was to say, the dharma power I wield was almost entirely my own; beyond that power, there is no source belonging to