This wisp of void hidden within [Star Abyss Formless Brahma Heaven] was like a half-transparent little snake, constantly twisting and writhing.
Amid the dazzling clamor of the pinnacle battlefield, it was but a faint note from a clay drum, easily missed in a moment of distraction.
But should anyone peer closely within, they would behold a spectacle of surging grandeur—
A blazing sun hung high in the air, rising and sinking amid a black sea of clouds thick with devilish energy. Myriad rays of fierce light flickered in and out of sight.
The enormous lunar phase standing upon the river of void had been evenly carved into twelve divisions by sharp lines from nowhere—every one of the hours of the twelve earthly branches was a devilish hour.
The colossal body of a terrifying Devil Venerable crouched before that immense lunar phase, one hand raised as though holding a mirror to look upon itself.
A moon wheel blade, white as snow, was nailed into the terrifying mask of that terrifying Devil Venerable.
Another hand, tangled with immortal and devilish energies, reached out from the side and gripped the edge of the moon wheel blade. The Immortal Devil Master form, in which the two energies had united into the Dao, wore a bewildered expression, unable to tell waking from dream.
This venerable being clearly possessed a biting majesty, proclaiming the power of absolute reality, as though it had already slain its way out of the Lunar Phase World... but where was one not beneath the bright moon?
The distinction between "reality" and "illusion" was the question Chongxuan Zun had set, one that was bound to run through the entire battle.
And Tian Anping, with ceremonial robes draped over himself, was answering it in earnest.
At this moment, he stood atop the mountain-like