"Urgh!"
Chen Cuo grunted. It felt as though a speeding war chariot had struck him in the chest, hurling his entire body out of the time and space he had occupied!
But at the last moment, he focused his gaze ahead. Guang Chengzi, who had pointed a finger at him, suddenly blurred. His outline drifted apart like a flickering candle flame!
Then Chen Cuo flew backward at tremendous speed. In the blink of an eye, he seemed to fall into a passage shimmering with Five Colors!
Countless lights and shadows flashed past on either side, while a clamor of voices swept by his ears!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Battle cries rose first, followed by a dense clash of metal. Then came countless fragments of light and shadow—
Ten million horns sounded together!
Arrows whistled from every direction. Warhorses screamed, Soldiers fought and died, and the reek of blood, the spirit of bloody Valor, and billowing Qi and Blood tangled and shifted, unfolding scenes of nations at war!
But those sights raced past, and the countless roaring battle cries receded with them. In their place came the clear sound of reading aloud, mingled with the words of the ancient masters.
"Confucius said..."
"Laozi said..."
"Mencius said..."
"The master of Mohism said..."
"Zhuangzi said..."
Alongside those words came principles of the world and laws of Heaven and Earth, covered by the river's waters and twisted by Transcendence!
"This is..."
Chen Cuo watched the scene, which seemed faintly estranged from the River of History yet remained concealed beneath its waters. His heart jolted, and a hazy Spirit Light rose within him!
But the violent blow to his chest drove him farther backward!
At last, Chen Cuo gathered the scattered power of the Heavenly Dao again. He first covered his chest with