The Formed Ziwei Yuan

Crack, crack—

It sounded like a lake freezing over at the onset of winter.

The heavens split open.

A starlit fissure tore through the golden, rippling sky.

"My disciple never signed up. You should all know that."

Above the clouds, the goddess surrounded by countless stars stepped out of Li Lin's body.

She slowly walked toward Phoenix Immortal, passing directly through the women gathered around Li Lin as though they were phantoms.

It was as if the Dao itself had descended. All energies fell silent; her divine form was ethereal, impossible to gaze upon directly.

This was an immortal!

Or rather, one of the great figures among immortals had descended!

The cultivators present were, at the very least, inner disciples of great immortal sects. They instantly understood her origin, held their breath, and suppressed their tumultuous thoughts.

Though immortals could blend into the mundane and appear utterly unremarkable, this was their True Form—vast as the heavens, lofty as the stars.

Only a great immortal could tear apart this illusory realm forged by the immortals and manifest from within.

The reactions of Spirit Illusory Yuanjun and Hajimi, who was hissing in her ankylosaurus form within her arms, further proved this.

Though she bore the title of Yuanjun and could grant life and souls to dead objects, allowing all things to transform into any form according to her will, with combat strength approaching that of an immortal, she was not truly an immortal after all and had yet to attain the Dao Fruit.

Only a greater infinity could contend with infinity.

Having not cultivated the Crimson Heart Record as her primary path, she had attained only the infinity of the heart.

The Dao Fruit was the Dao of Boundlessness. Moreover, as great figures among immortals, their infinity could surely be called a