Many sides began to stir, yet Lin Heng, who stood at the center of the vortex, seemed calm as drifting clouds and light wind.
For that entire day, he sealed himself inside the City Lord's Mansion, cultivating in the dedicated Dao arena.
Ever since he had died once—or rather, ever since he had gone to the Underworld and seen Xiao Muyu—the Six Paths Crossing Ruler, which originally could not be made tangible and brought into the mortal world, could now manifest.
The Six Paths Crossing Ruler was more like a scale of yin and yang.
It could measure a person's depth. Previously, at Seven Broken Mountain, he had seemed to wipe out two True Lords with a casual wave of the hand, but in truth, all the credit lay with the Crossing Ruler.
The Crossing Ruler emerged from beneath one's feet and sealed upward into the heavens, so in that instant, it could leave a person unable to move.
Lin Heng also controlled time, so for the Sword of Time to attack a cultivator who could barely move, it was practically one strike, one sure hit.
What was more, the Human Emperor Banner was still issuing an imperial suppression overhead.
When the two worked together, they were simply a match made by heaven.
He felt that aside from Dao Integration mighty figures, almost no one could break free from the pincer attack of the two artifacts from above and below.
Lazy Master was now in the late stage of Return to Void. Perhaps he could try and see whether he could suppress him a little...
Jie jie jie... cough cough!
As Lin Heng cultivated, he thought beautifully in his heart.
At the same time, on the other side.
Meng Yutong, who was on the starship looking at a map together