Its name is Seven Fiend.
[Seven Fiend Great Tribulation]
Boom!
A dizziness and lightness originating from the deepest part of the soul and spirit came through.
An Jing felt as if his thoughts were like a snowflake drifting toward a freezing sea; like a leaf falling into an endless forest; like holding an ink brush, waving it towards Cangtian in the rain, as if trying to write words in the clouds, about to be submerged in that infinite, unstoppable grand will.
He was about to merge into it, becoming part of it, its surrogate, shell, and puppet.
Or rather... becoming the [Seven Fiend] itself.
"This is too dangerous!"
However, it was only for an instant.
An Jing's mind was incredibly resilient, and in an instant, he broke free from this feeling of being 'overly merged into Dao', about to blend into the Dao.
