Inside the Hall of Eternity, the silence was deathly.
The seven ancient beings stared at the figure in the Light Mirror, unable to speak for a long time.
"He's crafting an artifact for Fang Chen?"
The God Emperor's voice rasped like sandpaper. Every word seemed forced from deep in his throat.
He had lived for endless ages and thought he had seen every wonder under heaven, but the sight before him crushed everything he knew.
The Blood Emperor's gaunt body trembled. His blood-red, vortex-like pupils spun rapidly as he rasped, "A Manifestation crafting an artifact for its master? 'Manifestation' can't explain this anymore. That thing has its own will, its own judgment, even its own Dao!"
The Nether Emperor's illusory form grew a little more solid. Complex emotions flickered in his gray eyes, and his drifting voice carried a rare gravity. "I have studied the Dao of Reincarnation for endless ages. I know what it means to exist. That figure truly exists. He is no projection of Fang Chen's Dao Resonance, no mass of gathered energy. He is another life, independent of Fang Chen!"
"Impossible!"
The Heavenly Human Emperor slammed a hand onto the Stone Table. His golden Sacred Robe billowed like a sail. Deep wariness had replaced the arrogance on his face, but he still forced out a rebuttal. "How could a Manifestation exist independently? Fang Chen cultivated it. It exists through Fang Chen's Dao. How could it turn the tables on its own master?"
The Elf Emperor said softly, "But he is crafting an artifact for Fang Chen. Look at his hand seals. The Dao Patterns he's forming are purer than Fang Chen's. This isn't merely 'helping' anymore. He has surpassed Fang Chen. His mastery of the Formation Dao is greater!"
Those words fell over everyone present like