Rumble!
As Tang Gongfang spoke, thunder rolled through the void.
The person bound in chains trembled faintly in response, as though answering the thunder.
Chen Cuo, standing close by, immediately sensed what had given rise to it: the name Tang Gongfang had just spoken.
Tian Wu!
"An Ancient God's name must not be spoken lightly."
Noticing Chen Cuo's gaze, Tang Gongfang smiled faintly, as if offering an explanation. "In Primordial Antiquity, the tribes of a hundred races, humans included, had to worship the Deities constantly. They pleased them with ritual dances and songs, and offered them livestock as sacrifices. Praising a Deity's name was an important part of the rite, so speaking that name aloud could be sensed! Some powerful Deities could even sense it when someone concentrated on their name in thought."
The moment he finished, a bolt of lightning shot through the void straight at Tang Gongfang!
Though the lightning was not aimed at him, Chen Cuo could still feel the power within it—
It was neither simple destruction nor annihilation, but utter nothingness. Anything it struck would be reduced completely to nothing and fall silent!
Tang Gongfang remained unhurried. He reached into the void beside him and drew out a shifting current of energy.
Chen Cuo narrowed his eyes. He sensed something familiar in that current.
Tang Gongfang tossed it forward, directly into the lightning's path.
Snap!
With a soft crack, the lightning and the current vanished together, as though they had canceled each other out.
"Ancient Gods leave traces wherever they go." Tang Gongfang withdrew his hand and explained to Chen Cuo, "The Ancient God Tian Wu has lingered in this rift for a long time, so he has left much of his aura here. Such an aura carries power of its own. In Primordial Antiquity,