Along with the roar came a ferocious will!
That will was violent, chaotic, ancient. It surged toward him without end, like a raging river!
The impact shook Chen Cuo's consciousness. It was as though he had been thrown into a gale; the spiritual light around the Mind Daoist flickered like a candle flame in the wind.
Just now, at the Founder's Daoist Temple, he had walked beside the Guiding Lamp and endured another scour from the River of Time. Even that had not struck him as hard as this.
But he steadied his Dao Heart at once. With a turn of his thoughts, the vast clouds and mist around him gathered and shut out that primordial aura.
When he looked closely, he could make out the shadow of an enormous Fierce Beast!
But with another turn of Chen Cuo's thoughts, the mists throughout Dream Marsh churned and tore the shadow apart, revealing a drop of blood within.
Chen Cuo did not go over to inspect it immediately. Instead, he closed his eyes and felt for it.
"As I thought, it wasn't my imagination. My connection to Dream Marsh has grown closer. Before, I could move anywhere here with a thought, or fetch things from a distance. Now Dream Marsh seems able to change however I wish. But with mist everywhere, there's only so much I can make of it."
As he thought this, he walked through the mist toward the drop of blood.
"A change like this wouldn't happen for no reason. Was it the Four Symbols Guiding Formation, this drop of blood, or that mass of Auspicious Clouds?"
He shook his head. The blood had appeared here and been suppressed by the mist, so it too followed Dream Marsh's rules. At that thought, Chen Cuo sensed the mass of