The God of the Ruined Temple
Chapter 517

Words Can Be Deadly

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The latest chapter of The Broken Temple Has Immortals—but Tang Changsheng had channeled the power of fear within him, magnified it dozens of times through the Primordial Yang Divine Lamp, and driven it straight into the Harpy's Sea of Consciousness.

This was different from before. Earlier, he had released the power of fear outward, scattering it across a wide area.

Now he had invaded the monster's Sea of Consciousness directly. He had thought it could never withstand the attack: if it did not die of fright, it would surely flee in terror.

Yet when that burst of fear struck its Sea of Consciousness, it was as though it had slammed into a wall of bronze and iron.

In an instant, Tang Changsheng felt as if someone had punched him in the face. His head snapped back, his ears rang, and blood poured from his nose.

For a moment, he almost thought he was fighting a creature of wood or stone, one with no Sea of Consciousness at all.

But then Tang Changsheng realized his mistake. It was not that the creature lacked a Sea of Consciousness. Its Sea of Consciousness was simply too sturdy, as though it had solidified entirely into a Spirit Terrace.

That was why his Divine Thought, laden with emotion, had struck it like a blow against a wall of bronze and iron.

The Harpy had not escaped unscathed, either. The Primordial Yang Divine Lamp had amplified that fierce fear dozens of times, and when it struck her Spirit Terrace, the whole thing shook.

In that instant of spiritual combat, Tang Changsheng glimpsed many secrets within her Sea of Consciousness. Countless threads of faint golden light trembled, revealing innumerable Talismans like ripples. It was as though the light itself was made entirely of those Talismans.

Every Talisman

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