Chen Cuo had fallen into mortal danger!
His sweep was not aimed at that vast, terrifying will. For now, he could barely preserve a shred of clarity in his mind.
Yet that shred was enough to tell him that even if he gave everything he had, he could never defeat the will's master. The gulf between their realms was immense!
Were it not for the distance, or some other constraint, the mere appearance of that being might have been enough to suppress him!
So he aimed his sweep at the pitch-black Talisman!
The five-colored radiance swept across the Talisman, and it immediately fell into the Gourd!
The terrifying will sensed something was wrong and tried to stop it, but failed. It could only watch as the pitch-black Talisman dropped into the Gourd!
"This... So it really was you?"
But once the Talisman had entered the Gourd completely, the Dao Intent lost the means by which it had descended and faded into nothingness.
"Good thing I prepared a backup in advance and tested it on Erzhu Rong first, just in case! This will sever the link between that Dao Intent and the Talisman!"
Around him, the Black Fog that blocked the five senses and Divine Sense had yet to disperse completely.
Rustle, rustle, rustle...
Zhang Fang moved like lightning through the sparse woodland. A light tap of his toe against the ground carried him several yards.
The journey would have taken an ordinary rider at least half a day. He had arrived in the time it took to drink a cup of tea.
Only when he saw the upturned eaves of a roof extending beyond the trees did he slow down.
A few more steps brought the sound of many voices to his ears.
"The Great River Water Lord's temple truly