Vastly, the Great Crimson Void Calamity; ethereally, the Mystic Spirit's ultimate truth.
In the highest heavenly realm where "the Dao that can be spoken is not the Dao," the aftershocks of battle rolled like thunderclouds, spreading into infinite distance and cleaving Chaos apart again and again.
Hu Boqing raised a hand and smashed the [Upper Flavor Sword Finger Furnace] before him. Even Copper Skin and Iron Bones could be tempered like true gold. Looking up at layer upon layer of mountain passes, he saw the Big Dipper stretched across the sky.
At this moment, the Starry Sky lay separated between them, yet Jiang Wang's Star Tower had long expounded the Dao to all heavens. It was the Big Dipper of the human world.
Layer upon layer of mountain passes—each was Hu Boqing's fist peak.
Yet upon every fist peak stood a suppressing stele.
Some read "Myriad Worlds Hang Bright," some "Mountains and Rivers Upside Down," some "True Nature Undimmed," some "Pin Death to the Northern Star."
In this life-or-death slaughter within a cage, Hu Boqing had already thrown ten thousand punches, and Jiang Wang had answered with ten thousand suppressions. Each was sorted into its proper category, fitting together without the slightest seam.
Recommended by the Great Void Illusion Realm, nourished by Humanity's Torrent... after sitting in contemplation of the Dao for ten years upon River Viewing Terrace, then once more laying his sword across the path before all men, he had indeed "glimpsed celestial change."
Ten thousand methods, ten thousand arts—free and unfettered, all followed the heart.
Opening Chao Wendao Heavenly Palace and transmitting the Dharma into the present world had not exhausted this Demon Sweeping Heavenly Lord's means.
In order to study the Human Race's foremost experts, the allied armies of all heavens had naturally found ways to