"I found it. That way." A gleam flashed in Zheng Fan's eyes, and he sent several strands of sword qi shooting from his fingertips, following Guilmon's aura.
At the same time, Takato shouted excitedly, "I can feel him! It's Guilmon! Guilmon's fighting!"
"All right, let's hurry over." Jin Nanjiang had been unconcerned, but if Guilmon was fighting, they really needed to pick up the pace.
"Careful. There's a barrier." Since Zheng Fan could control his sword qi from afar, he could also use it to sense the surroundings. "Sense" was not quite the right word, though. Living creatures possessed vital energy, plants carried the power of nature, buildings held the effort and care their builders had invested in them, and the vast presence of mountains and rocks could be felt from far away. Zheng Fan himself might not necessarily perceive these auras, but to the scattered strands of sword qi, they were the most conspicuous targets, prompting the strands to steer clear well in advance.
Now Zheng Fan felt several strands of sword qi vanish one after another, without receiving any feedback. Only some kind of barrier or restriction could produce that effect.
"If there's a barrier, that would explain how the Voice Transmission Talisman was used up. I just wonder who would stake out their own territory in a park with so many people coming and going." Jin Nanjiang quickly offered the reminder from beside him.
"No matter how strong the barrier is, it can't stop the edge of the Night Dawn Sword," Zheng Fan said solemnly. For some reason, he did not want Jin Nanjiang to look down on him.
The power of Guilmon Cannon was universally acknowledged. Even a Champion-level Digimon could be injured by its blast if caught off guard.
Li Shuangyan could not withstand Guilmon