At first, there were only sounds.
Even though Lu Yang had severed all perception of the outside world, the sounds still reached him, for they did not come from any particular place.
Rather, everything was chanting.
Under such circumstances, Lu Yang's perception of the outside world was almost forcibly opened, and a sight he would never forget in his life was abruptly reflected before his eyes.
It was a beam of light.
Light descending from the Other Shore—pure and flawless, so mesmerizing that one could scarcely resist losing oneself within it, as though the supreme truths of the Great Dao flowed endlessly through it.
When he first saw it, it was merely an infinitesimal white speck. Yet as it continued descending from the Other Shore, that speck grew larger and larger, revealing a vast, sky-encompassing radiance that turned even the Karmic Net into an ocean of light, leaving nothing else behind.
The light surged forth in mighty waves.
Wherever it passed, color, sound, sensation, and all things were stripped away. Even time and space seemed to lose their meaning within this light.
Only the radiance flowed on.
Within the Karmic Net, every Karmic Scene from the past seventy thousand years also fell still at that moment, as if frozen within amber of time.
The Sacred Sect Ancestor had acted!
The might of this strike even surpassed that finger which, in the Real World, had drawn upon Spiritual Qi with a mere wisp of intent and nearly snuffed Lu Yang out directly.
That time, it had only been a strand of intent.
But this time, the Sacred Sect Ancestor had truly drawn a strand of dharma power from His true body high above on the Other Shore and cast it down!
Wherever it passed, the entire Karmic Net seemed to melt