The so-called True One Scripture had initially been dubbed the Great Law of Mental Illness by Wang Xuan. Now, combined with the demonically charged Vision Flower, the Destiny Scripture, and more, it was exceedingly terrifying.
"Sixth Uncle has some real nerve. He's actually angry—he casually wrote a diagnosis for the old man in his youthful state. If that lands, it'll defy heaven."
Wang Dao muttered to himself, but his father caught every glimmer of his thoughts throughout the whole exchange and slapped him across the back of the head, feeling that his rebellious streak was growing worse by the day.
Rumble!
Rules collided in the void, and Dao resonance surged like crashing waves. The entire martial arena was filled with Dao-imperialized patterns.
Wang Zesheng faced a formidable enemy. This time, he truly did not dare keep one hand behind his back in arrogant confidence. Powerful as he was, even his mental domain suffered very serious interference.
For one brief instant, even his gaze dimmed slightly, and his mind nearly fell into disorder.
"Hiss, am I going to capsize?!" His hair stood on end. Was his undefeated golden body, forged over countless years, really going to come to an end at the hands of his own son?
Clang, clang, clang!
He repeatedly shook his blade, Dark Light piercing through the heavens. Blade intent was everywhere, his spirit fused as one with that intent, maintaining its most powerful state.
Even so, he staggered. His supreme divine senses were restricted and severely affected. The Vision Flower and that true scripture of the mental domain distorted the Mental World, seeking to blind and muddle his Primordial Spirit.
It had to be said that Wang Zesheng was formidable. He displayed the immense foundation that had allowed him to suppress all opponents across many eras, continuously