Danding Secret Realm.
Lu Yang sat cross-legged amid the clouds. A streak of silver light flickered within his Mud Pill Palace. As he suddenly opened his eyes, the silver light rolled upward through the sky, then transformed into a vast, boundless expanse.
Immediately afterward, he formed a Dharma Seal and spoke with thunder in his voice:
"Utmost sincerity in a single thought, intent upon the true self."
"Floating light, myriad bodies; divinity within the fist!"
The incantation emerged from Lu Yang's mouth, yet subtle echoes accompanied it, as though hundreds or thousands of Lu Yangs were speaking at once, their voices converging into one.
Next, the vast silver radiance above his head began to split apart, dividing into countless figures of Lu Yang. Some walked, sat, or lay down; some recited poetry and matched couplets; some meditated and regulated their breathing; some practiced arts and cultivated truth. Yet in the end, all those figures vanished, merging back into that boundless expanse.
Then, the boundless expanse took form.
Perfectly even and square, when viewed from below, it was unmistakably a towering fist as immense as a mountain, encompassing an entire realm as it hovered above the clouds.
The next instant, the fist descended.
Rumble.
Unmatched dharma power condensed within that heaven-covering fist. Before it had truly come down, the Heaven-Earth Treasure Cauldron and the volcano below already let out explosive cracks under the unbearable pressure.
At the sight, Lu Yang shifted his thoughts. The fist's light and shadow immediately dimmed and vanished without a trace, then returned to the heavens, condensed anew, and smashed downward again. Repeating this several times, he went from crude and overbearing to exquisitely precise. Only then did he satisfiedly withdraw all his dharma power.
This was the result of his cultivation over the past two and