At those words, Gu furrowed his brow.
"Heaven? But didn't you say that it..."
"I have things under control," Xuan said mildly.
If he could bring Heaven back, he could just as easily plunge him into silence again.
"But..."
Gu wanted to say more, but Xuan glanced at him.
"...Do as you like."
It seemed that unless he got an answer, Xuan wouldn't stop.
Still, there was no need to worry. 'Heaven's' only hope lay with him, so there was no way he would talk recklessly.
Utterly self-serving, yet utterly sacred...
That meant Heaven would never let Xuan glimpse the truth.
While Gu was mulling things over, Xuan had already reached out and tapped that wisp of Heavenly Will floating before him.
Hum~
A ripple spread from Xuan's fingertip.
At first, it was faint, like the tiny rings stirred by a breeze brushing over the water.
But soon!
That heavy yet ethereal, contradictory yet reasonable, strange presence—as though it encompassed every concept in the world—began to swell without end.
An inexplicable Dao resonance spread out, reaching into every layer. Time, space, fate, cause and effect—nothing could stand in its way!
Deep in the Great Profound Realm, it was as if some slumbering, magnificent being sensed that wisp of Dao resonance and began to awaken, drawing closer bit by bit.
Gradually, that heavy presence—formless and intangible, connected to heaven and earth, born from the cosmos—took on a series of indistinct outlines.
Illusory, hazy...
Though they were merely a few overlapping phantom silhouettes, they radiated a sacred air of detachment and remoteness.
Compared to it, even the Heavenly Will Immortal born in the Earth Immortal Realm seemed closer to the 'mortal world.'
Xuan slowly lowered his hand.
Then, endless lights and shadows converged, forming a figure identical in appearance to an ordinary