In just a fleeting moment, Ding Huan knew he must immediately charge out from the gap in the barrier he had just torn open, or else he would have no future.
At this moment, Ding Huan no longer cared about any after-effects, frantically burning the Taoist Rhythm and Essence Blood of his life force.
As the Great Dao and life force burned, the space around Ding Huan seemed to be pierced by an abrupt explosion of Dao fire.
The suffocating space loosened, and Ding Huan finally gained a sliver of opening.
He saw the threat against him, a gigantic hand seal.
Even facing imminent death, Ding Huan still remembered the tragedy in Earth's mythology where the monkey couldn't escape the Buddha's handprint.
The direction that hand seal extended from was clearly where he had just come from in the chaos.
Ding Huan was desperately burning his Essence Blood, and he only had a few breaths of chance to survive.
