When Heavenly Venerable laws collided, Qin Heng instinctively felt the pressure coming from An Heavenly Venerable.
The Soul-Material Law fused together, suppressing both material flesh and divine soul thought. It was a force that crushed living beings in every aspect. Ordinary lifeforms would be instantly dismantled upon encountering it, their bodies and souls utterly annihilated—or controlled and turned into puppets.
Even those with Heavenly Venerable strength had to respond to such terrifying fused laws with utmost caution. One misstep would result in both body and soul being damaged.
Likewise, An Heavenly Venerable was not having an easy time. Qin Heng's Material-Void Fusion Law suppressed all space and all matter. Everything tangible or intangible, material or immaterial, so long as it truly existed within the universe and dwelled within space and matter, was his subject.
As the power of the fused law poured forth, An Heavenly Venerable was like metal dropped into a pool of acid, endlessly corroded as his body sustained damage.
The two wore each other down, like the yin and yang fish within taiji, intertwining, devouring one another, and replenishing themselves.
Qin Heng could feel that An Heavenly Venerable possessed far deeper reserves than he did. If they continued competing through their own strength alone, he would likely lose.
But with Ancient Ink in hand, he did not need to stubbornly bash his head against the wall!
Half of Ancient Ink was being used to refine dozens of Venerable Gods, while the remaining half still had great utility.
Qin Heng did not rush. He adopted a defensive stance, using half a piece of Ancient Ink to envelop himself, establishing a tight defense and stalling for time.
So long as he had one era, he could refine those dozens of Venerable Gods, enjoy a massive replenishment, multiply the depth