As the mountain wind wrapped in wisteria flowers swept into the deep valley, the palm of Ye Fan's hand still retained the burning heat of the Heavenly Wood Seed sprout. The moment the monster's serpent-like tail swept across the ground, a violent surge suddenly erupted within his Inner World—not a fluctuation of spiritual energy, but the resonance of some ancient law.
In his memories of his past life, he had witnessed a similar energy trajectory; it was a symbiotic contract signed between an ancient guardian spirit and the source stones of heaven and earth.
"Zhaoyue! Three inches above the left!" The moment Lin Zhaoyue's Primordial Sword slashed against the monster's solitary horn with a burst of sparks, Ye Fan had already deduced the defensive pattern of its scales through the Unity of Heaven and Man. His pupils took on a pale golden hue, and the Lesser World inside his Inner World was dissecting the monster's movements into millions of rays of light: the arc of its tail swipe, the frequency of the energy gathering in its horn, and even the rhythmic pulsing of the blood vessels beneath each scale.
Chapter 315