At this moment, the entire [Human World] fell into an illusion. Boiling Images reshaped the Real World, constructing a vast and magnificent spectacle.
It was a land of fertile soil.
Mountains rose high, rivers flowed into the sea, and the sun and moon hung in the same sky. To Ling Xiao, this scenery was nothing remarkable—merely ordinary sights found in every Jietian.
What truly surprised him was that these scenes seemed to have come alive.
In a daze, he seemed to see towering figures emerge from every hill and river of that fertile land, even from the sun, moon, and stars above.
Flowers and birds, fish and insects, winged creatures and beasts, the countless living beings—every one of them was a deity, governing a patch of land. Layer upon layer, they rose upward, like a magnificent scroll slowly unfurling. Yet from such a grand sight, no profundity condensed; there was only an endless ascent, lifting up a hazy and boundless firmament.
This was Lu Yang's Dao.
Transforming Heaven and Earth: first using one Dao to benefit the living beings of the Light Sea, then using the living beings of the Light Sea to raise that Dao in turn. Mutual benefit, mutual gain, until at last a complete cycle formed!
"The Heavenly Calendar Number rests upon your person; hold fast to the center with sincerity."
At this moment, Lu Yang had dispersed his physical form just like Sky Soaring. Only the true form of his Great Dao remained, encompassing the universe as his thunderous Dao voice spread in every direction.
Answering him were figure after figure.
Demon-Queller, Suo Huan, Empress Xiao, Pan Huang, Mu Changsheng—all cultivators who had converted to the Deification Method and left behind divine statues in the [Heavenly Palace] arrived one after another.
They came in groups, occupying