Borrowing the Golden Rank

"Finally, you've come. You really can endure, True Monarch."

Xu Yunfan's voice was calm.

The pallor left behind on Clear Source True Monarch's face from the bitter battle in the Attila Great Realm had yet to fade. At those words, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Without hesitation, he tried to withdraw his power.

But it seemed he was too late.

All the emotions most characteristic of humanity vanished from Xu Yunfan's eyes in an instant, leaving behind only an utterly clear, icy coldness.

"Lin."

The supreme secret inheritance of the Myriad Chariots Sword Sect—the true word "Lin"—silently erupted from the depths of his sea of consciousness.

Supreme Forgetfulness of Emotion, leaving only Dao awareness!

At this moment, Xu Yunfan fully entered the Lin Stance.

This was one of the few times he had used it since entering the Taihua Spiritual Void Realm.

The seven emotions and six desires fell silent, humanity was extinguished, and divinity arose on its own.

All things in the world shed their colorful outward appearances in his eyes, becoming structures woven from nothing but threads.

Flesh, sinew, bone, surging power, his dantian inner realm, even the descending Dao Fruit of the Divine Vault and the Immortal Palace Pure Qi rushing toward him from Clear Source True Monarch...

Everything seemed to have become another form of perception.

Under this absolute rationality and control,

his command over his own power reached an atomic level of precision. The path of every strand of Divine Vault Thunder was clearly reflected in his mind, while the expenditure dropped to an unimaginable minimum.

His control over his physical body reached perfection. Every trace of strength within the Indestructible Divine Firmament Dao Body was coordinated and mobilized flawlessly, without the slightest leakage.

His deduction of the battle unfolded like the movement of cold stellar