Lu Yang had not made a single move from beginning to end.
Meanwhile, radiant streaks had already emerged all around Sky Soaring, each one a spell, striving to turn the tide.
Dao Lord of the Spell Dao!
Compared to the Dao Lord of the Dharma Power Dao, the Dao Lord of the Spell Dao clearly possessed subtler and more versatile methods. All manner of profound Images came readily to hand.
With his support, the Fixed Number upon Sky Soaring truly began to waver slightly. Yet when he tried to alter the Fixed Number completely, those radiant spell-lights vanished in an instant—the process by which the Fixed Number came to pass could be influenced, but its result could not be shaken.
Was this the end?
Sky Soaring did not give up. Instead, he carefully scraped together a few more scraps of profundity from the already scant Great Dao of Quzhi.
"Hear my decree and obey!"
Light shimmered around his fingertips, but it was not directed outward—it was aimed at himself. The next instant, his vitality was inverted, and deathly aura shot into the heavens.
Sky Soaring had died!
Yet it was not true death. Rather, he had inverted the principles of his own life and death, thereby fulfilling one of the conditions of the Fixed Number to some extent.
Death and downfall.
Thus, the Fixed Number that had bound him like chains loosened slightly. But the same held true—the only thing affected was the process.
The result would not change.
"Di Mouni!!!"
Sky Soaring roared aloud, his Dao voice rolling like thunder. This was the World Honored One's true name, and at this moment it unexpectedly drew a response from the Other Shore above the Sea of Suffering.
The next moment, the World Honored One made his move.
By calling out