Fang Heng clearly remembered that he had already tried this in the Land of Ice Soul. Relying on the Everlasting Moon alone could not defeat everyone; it could only buy him some time.
He had to use that time to find the God-bestowed item and then escape with it.
Zane had promised him.
He had been trapped in the Evil God space year after year and could no longer remember how many times he had suffered from the sealing power of the God-bestowed item. That power had been imprinted into his very bones, and he was absolutely capable of locating the God-bestowed item as soon as he left the Evil God space and guiding Fang Heng to it.
"Here!"
Zane's voice rang out again in Fang Heng's sea of consciousness.
Fang Heng forced himself to withstand the backlash of his mental strength in the sea of consciousness and leapt out from the still-fading black round ball.
"Whoosh!"
