"Floating Immortal Battle Array, activate!"
A Ten-Thousand Zhang Dharma Form rose from the ground.
In its hand, it held a giant sword Ten-Thousand Zhang long. Eight-Colored Dao Patterns flowed across the Sword Body, and a Chaos Vortex slowly turned at its tip.
But the pressure this Dharma Form exerted was only at the Mid-Seventh-Turn Immortal Emperor level.
The moment Fang Chen's Dharma Form took shape, the atmosphere across the entire battlefield changed.
The Ten-Thousand Zhang Chaos Dharma Form towered in the Void, Eight-Colored Chaos Radiance flowing across its body. In its hand, it held a giant sword Ten-Thousand Zhang long. Eight-Colored Dao Patterns flowed across the Sword Body, and a Chaos Vortex slowly turned at its tip.
The pressure it exerted was only at the Mid-Seventh-Turn Immortal Emperor level.
Compared with the Devil Race's Ninth Turn demonic shadow, it lagged by two whole major realms.
But Fang Chen sensed a strange change.
Little Crane was inside the Battle Array, and the Void Crane Clan's Innate Divine Ability was pouring into Fang Chen's senses through their connection in an endless stream.
Those profound insights into space, that inborn affinity with it, those fragments of Space Law imprinted deep within Little Crane's Bloodline—all became power Fang Chen could wield.
He could sense that the Void beneath his feet was no longer a single whole. It consisted of countless fine layers of space stacked together, each as thin as a sheet of paper, easy to pierce, fold, twist, or tear. Their textures, densities, and directions were as clear to his senses as the lines on his palm.
He could sense the faint ripples that every attack from the demonic shadow left in space.
The speed, direction, and strength of those ripples were visible to him down to the finest detail. The instant an