But the twelve strands of sword qi that could leave General Gu and Granny Hong momentarily stunned seemed to vanish without a trace.
Clearly, it had struck its mark, yet it felt as if it hadn't.
And at this moment...
Snap!
Zhang Han's finger already touched Song Yan's forehead.
This marked the stage of "soul duel."
In an instant, their consciousness worlds seemed to erect a bridge.
Song Yan's Changwang Tiger Stripes, along with the accompanying specters of Ice Hell, surged madly toward Zhang Han.
But Zhang Han dispersed his thoughts one after another.
These thoughts, like phantoms, darted into Song Yan's divine sense space, while the Changwang Tiger Stripes only managed to capture them.
The thoughts appeared and disappeared, but after all, they were thoughts of the Purple Mansion Realm, existing atop the Profound Heart.
Once these thoughts touched the Changwang Tiger Stripes, they were captured but also occupied a space.
