The Black Chains before him were no strangers to Chen Cuo.
The aura emanating from them stirred his mind, bringing a familiar presence to the surface of his memory.
First came the Demon-Binding Cord he had seen in the Divine Treasury years ago, binding the Roc! Then came the black chains that had filled the sky and suppressed the Fortune of the Han in the Northern Lands!
After Little Gourd gathered the chains and they fell into Dream Marsh, Chen Cuo had examined them several times. Though he had never fathomed their mysteries, he had learned much about their properties, aura, and rhythms. He had long since mastered how to use them!
But everything was happening too quickly, and he had yet to fully refine and master his true body, making it difficult to investigate the differences. Besides, the chains were coming straight for him, fast and furious. He had no time to spare.
With a wave of his hand, an invisible barrier rose before him.
The Black Chains paused only briefly before passing through the barrier. Ripples spread across it in layer after layer, yet the chains continued straight toward Chen Cuo!
"Hm?"
As he murmured in surprise, Chen Cuo seized the instant when the chains touched the ripples and sensed the layers of evil thoughts within them!
Their chaos, loathing, and hatred were so intense that they seemed like a Raging Flame bent on burning everything to ash. Even if it took all the waters of three rivers and five lakes, they would find Chen Cuo and flay his skin from his flesh!
Chen Cuo's heart jolted. The hatred within the chains was so raw and direct that even with his Dao Attainment and composure, he could not help but be astonished!
"The Demon-Binding Cord contained a power