Lifting the Tripod
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
As the Freedom Meditation operated, Ye Futian no longer saw simple images. Instead, he saw shocking demonic intent. The images seemed to come to life like various demons. They enveloped him and the horrible power descended. His mind was surrounded by demons.
Boom! An extremely frightening demonic intent descended. It seemed that the stronger his intent was, the stronger the demonic intent released would be.
Ye Futian grunted and retracted the Freedom Meditation. He couldn't continue.
Everything went back to normal. The Demonic Tripod was still just the Demonic Tripod. What he had seen was like a hallucination—nonexistent. But now he understood that no matter what plane someone was in, they would be unable to take the Demonic Tripod away. This demonic intent could overwhelm any strong cultivator.
"What's wrong?" Ye Wuchen asked. Liu Feiyang and Liu Chenyu looked at Ye Futian too. The grunt had been soft but they still heard it.