As the fragments flew, countless thoughts scattered.
Chen Cuo raised a hand and swept his sleeve. A Little Gourd appeared within it and drew in every fragment!
Several prying thoughts hidden among the fragments were exposed, and he caught them at once.
Following the links between thoughts, Chen Cuo worked his way upstream again, as he had before. He reached the prying light, but sensed it only vaguely.
Then the prying light went out. The blurred Image vanished with it.
"The Great River Water Lord must still be probing this place. For now, I can only sense his gaze, not trace it back to him. But if he's watching, a connection exists. It might be my hope of escape. In that case..."
With that thought, Chen Cuo gathered his focus and sent a thought into Dream Marsh!
Within Dream Marsh, clouds and mist churned across one region!
Eight figures thrashed amid them, racing in eight directions. Some rode clouds and mist, some roared, and some sprinted like the wind. They were eight headless flies!
They were the eight Thought Beasts!
Restless and unpredictable, the eight beasts seemed to be searching for a way out of Dream Marsh!
Where would Dream Marsh even have an exit now?
Dream Marsh was vast. Even Chen Cuo did not know whether it had a boundary. As his cultivation deepened, his Divine Sense expanded, yet everywhere his thoughts reached lay shrouded in cloud and mist. He could find no edge at all.
Besides, anything broken that entered Dream Marsh could no longer leave. At most, a technique could project a trace of it outside.
These eight foreign Thought Beasts naturally could find no way out, and grew ever more frantic!
Suddenly!
The Firmament trembled. Clouds and mist surged in from every direction like a raging