Chapter 2777

This thing had already been infected with Wu Feng's aura, so no matter what, Wu Feng could not get rid of it, even in this River of Time.

However, the aura was indeed being worn away.

Wu Feng believed that as long as he persisted, he could succeed in making this thing completely detach from him, no longer having any connection with him, and no longer being able to influence any of his physical transformations.

Wu Feng had to do this, because he was a Saint of the Primordial World!

Wu Feng recognized himself; he was the guardian god of the Primordial World. The Three Pure Ones could not be relied upon, the Tathagata Buddha was even less reliable, and that ethereal Hongjun did not know where he had run off to. Now, Wu Feng had to ensure that he did not deteriorate.

In the River of Time, streams of unspeakable attacks came from that monster-like form, and that sense of intimacy that he did not know how to describe was also deepening.

It seemed that a voice was always following Wu Feng, whispering: "Wu Feng, I am you; why are you running? Why? Merge with me." ===== CHAPTER 2779 =====