A moment later, in his dark eyes, a trace of light seeped in.
The darkness slowly squirmed, gradually cracking a tiny gap.
Meng Chuan was unsure if his soul was mysteriously being drawn.
The crack widened, not because it was growing, but because he was getting closer...
...
Meanwhile, standing in the square outside Purple Cloud Palace, Chen Tuan similarly noticed something wrong.
"Where did the Exorcist Divine Thunder I summoned go?"
His perception spread like a dome, roaring open, nearly enveloping the entire Wudang.
The next second, Chen Tuan's face changed dramatically!
His figure was pulled by his perception, a flash later, instantly appearing in front of Meng Chuan.
He furrowed his brow tightly, staring at the charred thunder talisman on Meng Chuan's chest.
"This kid... what the hell is he up to..."
The situation was crystal clear, Meng Chuan stuck the thunder talisman on himself, attracting his Exorcist Divine Thunder...
