Everyone's view was filled by that vast figure.
It stood between heaven and earth, glowing with Golden Light, yet its features remained blurred and indistinct.
Its outline seemed to contain a fierce will. The instant their gazes touched it, a hazy figure took shape in their hearts!
They snapped awake and hurriedly guarded their minds, shutting out the figure forming within them. Each was shaken.
"What a technique! It nearly branded a god directly into our hearts!"
Lingya was still shaken when Ling Mei tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "Senior Sister! Look at Chen Cuo..."
Startled, Lingya looked over. The broken Talisman at the center of Chen Cuo's forehead was gradually dimming!
Then the vast figure descended and enveloped him!
At the sight, everyone held their breath. They felt Chen Cuo's aura climbing steadily, and no one stepped forward to disturb him.
Chen Cuo's gaze grew unfocused. The eight talismans entered the Mysterious Pearl, which spun once above his head before slipping into his forehead as the vast figure descended.
At once, light and color flooded his mind. Countless Images flashed past like a revolving lantern!
The ancient temple trembled.
In a daze, Chen Cuo saw the River of Time surging, frost and mist spreading, winds sweeping clouds apart, and waves of rain and snow...
Countless Images arose from heaven and earth and acted upon the world.
Their might was indifferent; their power was immense!
"This is authority!"
A quiet voice sounded beside Chen Cuo's ear. The myriad Images condensed into a single point of light before him.
He reached out and seized it.
Boom!
Thunder cracked over dry ground!
The vast figure shrank rapidly and merged with Chen Cuo!
A broken Talisman suddenly appeared on the head of his Mind Daoist!
The Talisman flickered, resonating with the Daoist.