"No wonder you're Yan Xin's disciple."
Chong Kan looked at the blood seeping from his palm, speaking in a low tone.
He narrowly avoided a trap.
The Heavenly Destiny Gold Lines stretched beneath the ground are of excellent quality. If he's not mistaken... these aren't domain filaments condensed by the Great Dao Intent, but perhaps a special treasure refined by the [Roundness Instrument], at least reaching the level of a "Spiritual Treasure."
It's uncertain how many of these golden threads still remain spread across the reed marsh. If he truly collided with them with his physical body, he could suffer severe injuries.
Though at the Yang God Eighth Layer Heaven, he is not a Martial Artist, and his physical body has its flaws.
In a normal confrontation, protected by the Great Dao.
These golden lines naturally wouldn't harm him.
