This epiphany lasted for roughly two hours. Under the influence of Meng Zhao's wondrous Dao rhythm, the entire courtyard seemed severed and isolated from the outside world, as though it had entered another world, another dimension. All living things were extinguished, and yin qi surged like the tide.
Only a supreme expert like Zhao Rulíng, who had cultivated Heavenly Being Martial Dao and possessed a profound understanding of the Great Dao of Yin Yang, could remain unaffected. Indeed, he even benefited from it: not only had much of his body's vital essence recovered, but his comprehension of Martial Dao had also deepened.
"Phew. What a Great Dao of Yin Yang. As expected of one of the supreme Great Daos—its Dao principles are earthshaking, vast, and profound. Though I have comprehended little, my progress has still been extraordinary."
The phenomena surrounding Meng Zhao gradually faded. The golden radiance blooming from his body and the yang qi permeating the air vanished without a trace. Only his eyes remained bright and spirited. Yet his Dragon Pupils now displayed a vastly different aspect.
His left eye was like the sun, his right like the moon. Concealed within the human body, they had manifested as extensions of the Great Dao—a sign that an unparalleled divine ability had reached great completion.
As for the Dao Meng Zhao had comprehended—where the human body was yang and the world was yin—it was indeed extraordinary. Yet its scope was far too grand and majestic to reveal itself under ordinary circumstances.
"Haha, congratulations, Dragon King Meng. With a single epiphany, you have not only gained enormously in Martial Dao Cultivation, but have also comprehended a heaven-shaking divine ability."
Zhao Rulíng was in an exceptionally good mood. He was now utterly convinced by Meng Zhao's claim of being favored by destiny.