Chen Ping'an stood on the strand of spider silk bridging the two bright moons. He stepped back and dropped straight down, pursuing the ancient Great Demon who had withdrawn from the battlefield of his own accord.
At the same time, Chen Ping'an reached out and tugged the strand of silk into his sleeve before its owner could retrieve it. With Lu Chen around, he had no need to worry about consequences.
Chen Ping'an glanced toward the gate. Beyond that single threshold lay the Azure Sky World, where Daoist energy surged amid a thousand wondrous sights. A sizable gathering of Daoist priests seemed to be assembling there, one after another, at the pinnacle of cultivation.
Bai Ze and the Sage of Ritual had once fought shoulder to shoulder. They had been close friends for ten thousand years, yet when they finally faced each other, neither showed mercy. One tried to stop four sword cultivators from dragging a moon out of the Savage World; the other stopped Bai Ze from stopping them. Their clash threw the very heavens into chaos.
Ten thousand years ago, both had already been Fourteen Realm Great Cultivators. Each had then chosen to forgo the Fifteen Realm for the sake of the Great Dao in his heart.
One Dharma Appearance wore white, ancient and boundless; the other wore a scholar's robe and radiated Vast Righteous Qi.
Every warp and weft thread of the Sage of Ritual's scholar's robe was a "rule" of the Vast Heaven and Earth.
Look closely, and the "Bai Ze Dharma Appearance" was formed from countless Demon Race True Names gathered together.
Thus, every time their Dharma Appearances shattered, heaven and earth were overturned in a struggle for the Great Dao in the truest sense.
Lu Chen finally found an opportunity that would vanish in