Originally, with both body and soul grievously wounded and the pain of those two injuries layered atop one another, Cang Yu had remained relatively clear-headed.
But that clarity did not last long. After hearing Chen Huai'an's words and looking up at the dharma aspect brimming with resentment and Killing Intent, he could not withstand the spiritual shock of meeting its gaze. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.
It was not that Cang Yu's mental fortitude was particularly weak. As a prodigy of the Azure Dragon Clan who had later experienced that immortal dream, his spiritual strength was surely far beyond that of ordinary cultivators.
The truth was simply that the pitch-black dharma body manifested by Chen Huai'an was too bizarre and terrifying. After taking in an excessive amount of frightful stimulation in such a short time, his subconscious had passively triggered a protective mechanism to avoid deeper spiritual contamination, forcibly severing the connection between his Spiritual Sense and sea of consciousness.
Chen Huai'an had been hoping to pry more information out of Cang Yu, yet the other man had gone completely still after merely taking one look at his dharma body.
This was also the first time he had displayed this Dao-fused dharma body before any cultivator other than Chen Yang since mastering it.
At first glance, Chen Huai'an and Xiao Yao seemed to share many similarities. Both possessed Innate Dragon Bodies, both had extraordinary talent and comprehension, and both had been born carrying a great tide of fortune.
Yet when it came to their specific Dao paths and fates, the paths they could ultimately cultivate were worlds apart.
Xiao Yao could tread the path of dragon ascension, climbing ever higher step by step, and cultivate a grandly orthodox art as unyielding, yang, and steadfast as