Suddenly, a deafening boom rang out. All six planes shook at once, and the force of their vibrations merged in an instant, forming a powerful shock wave that bore down on Lu Yin and Kou.
Kou raised its head and roared. Its formidable power tore through the shock wave, and the aftershocks swept across the surroundings, shattering the void as they tried to break the six planes.
But the six planes seemed not to exist. The aftershocks passed through them with ease, leaving them completely unharmed.
Far away, inside a sealed space, a group of Mingjie life-forms watched tensely. "To contend with the Three Dao Laws, it usually takes more than sixty planes."
"Countless years ago, we fought someone who had mastered the Three Dao Laws. Back then, we overwhelmed him with sixty planes, but he was only an ordinary practitioner of the Three Dao Laws."
"The Main Dao has always treated us as resources to analyze. They've never taken our strength seriously. But we've grown much stronger over all these years. This time, let the Main Dao see for themselves."
"Eighteen planes now."
Kou raised its hind legs and stomped hard. The vibrating force was torn apart again. That made three times. Then twenty-four planes joined in, their force vibrating.
Lu Yin watched the planes' vibrating force act like a precision instrument: appearing in an instant, merging in an instant. That was technology. It accounted for every point, and once perfected, it could be released without limit.
How enviable.
If only the merging of divine energy and Dead Silence Power could be calculated too.
But technology had its limits. Every breakthrough took ages, which was something cultivation couldn't compare with.
It was anyone's guess how long the Wei Luo Civilization had been developing.
The Mingjie's attacks still seemed to