Stealing the Way

Facing this scene, Ning Ye merely said, "Good. Very good. Since you are all so arrogant, it is time to show you what I'm made of."

As he spoke, he flicked a finger, and a streak of light shot into the heavens.

Amid the swirling winds and rolling thunder of this patch of heaven and earth, the radiant glow of countless treasures descended with divine might, shrouding the assembled mighty cultivators.

Venerable Pure Zen gave a disdainful sneer. "Such petty ghostly tricks, and you think they can deceive me? Break!"

A wooden fish in his hand lit up, Buddhist light shining everywhere.

He was, after all, a great Nirvana Realm cultivator. At a glance, he saw that everything here was merely a bewildering illusion. The Buddhist path was especially adept at breaking illusions, so he was confident he could shatter it with a flick of his fingers.

Yet to his surprise, beneath the Buddhist light of the wooden fish, the illusion did not break. Instead, it became all the more fierce and menacing. Those entities Ning Ye had conjured seemed as real as could be, enough to leave even Venerable Pure Zen's mind reeling.

More than that, a set of scales abruptly appeared between heaven and earth. All the cultivators stood divided across its two ends, and Venerable Pure Zen's strike was actually aimed at Zhang Changle and the others on the opposite side.

"This is..." The cultivators stared in shock.

"The Judgment Scales?" someone cried out.

The Judgment Scales were the Dao artifact of Adjudication Sacred Sovereign, one of the Nine Sacred Sovereigns. The Dao he spread was judgment, embodying the balance of heaven and earth: all things maintained equilibrium, and all laws were made equal. No matter how many people encountered him, they would be forced into a