A second sun rose over the Light Sea.
Within the boundless Sea of Suffering, a magnificent Great Dao emerged, like a towering tree whose canopy spread like a spiderweb, linking every cultivator in the Light Sea.
Its roots rested upon a towering figure.
Dharma Power Dao Lord, Du Xuan.
As everyone knew, dharma power was the foundation of cultivation.
Every cultivator possessed dharma power. And as long as they possessed dharma power, they were connected to the Dharma Power Dao, bound in an unbreakable relationship of subordinate and sovereign.
Thus, strictly speaking, although the current dharma power Dao Lord had fallen from [Other Shore] and possessed only Golden Core Perfection cultivation, with a single thought, every cultivator in the Light Sea—from Qi Refining cultivators below to Heaven-Treading Great True Lords above—would instantly lose all dharma power and become mortals too weak to truss a chicken.
In fact, he had done precisely that the instant he descended.
Yet the outcome only made his gaze grow darker. Across the vast Light Sea, not a single cultivator had been affected by the Dharma Power Dao or lost their dharma power.
And that was not even the most shocking part.
Even in the direction of the Star Palace, those Dharma Power Dao True Lords whom he had once held firmly in his grasp showed no reaction whatsoever to the descent of his true body.
The towering figure slowly advanced. Endless dharma power submerged his body; even ordinary True Lords found it difficult to see him clearly, and forcing themselves to stare would only harm them.
This was a Dao Lord.
Even after falling from [Other Shore], he remained unstoppable as he walked the present age. No matter what methods Du Xuan had used, the Light Sea now cared only about results.
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