Nine-Colored Mandala

In the mysterious great sea, the battle reached its climax.

"Primal Five Tai Dao, Taishi Fist!"

He Heng roared, shaking heaven and earth. His entire body erupted with magnificent divine light, illuminating eternity. A colossal power, seemingly both real and illusory, suddenly surged out, boundless and vast, enveloping the entire mysterious great sea.

Before and after he attained Pure Yang, he deduced the Primal Five Tai Dao, an ancient and brilliant ultimate skill, from the Dao of Tai Chi. Taishi was the third realm within it.

Taishi: Yin and Yang unite, becoming one. From one, form is born. Though it has form, it has no substance. This is called Taishi.

Taishi: The beginning of form, yet without substance.

The Taishi Fist, unlike the extreme power of the Taisu Fist, existed between illusion and reality. It seemed to exist yet not exist, a move of Yin and Yang's primordial chaos. Its power had faintly touched the Innate Great Dao.

The Mother of the Other Shore was also moved. This punch was too terrifying. It seemed to contain no killing move, yet it was everywhere, capable of killing anything, like the Dao that encompasses all things.

This was truly a fist of the Great Dao, a peak Dao principle.

She let out a soft gasp. The seven-colored mandala behind her merged with her body, and endless light illuminated the mysterious great sea, causing the waves to surge and the wind and clouds to churn.

Facing He Heng's ultimate fist, she also felt extreme pressure and had to display her strongest state.

The seven-colored mandala bloomed, and a magnificent seven-colored light ascended, merging with the sea water to form a seven-colored rainbow bridge, suppressing all ages.

Rumble!

He Heng's fist momentum struck, peerless and invincible, unstoppable. The magnificent power, like a destructive force,