A colossal Dharma Manifestation appeared between heaven and earth, radiating incomparably dazzling golden light that illuminated every inch of the land.
Qingcang stood at the very center of the Dharma Manifestation, golden chains winding around his body as his aura surged in a straight line.
"Die."
Qingcang threw a punch. The space before him shattered inch by inch like a mirror, the force upon his fist charging forward without restraint as though it would crush Ye Lin to dust with a single blow.
"Main path?"
Seeing this, Ye Lin finally understood what Qingcang chiefly cultivated. A domain inscribed ten thousand Dao laws, yet among them, there was one primary Dao law.
The primary Dao law was the path one wished to walk after comprehending laws in the future; the other myriad Daos merely served as support.
And now, Ye Lin finally knew what Qingcang chiefly cultivated—the most widespread and universally acknowledged strongest Great Dao in the world: the Great Dao of Strength.
All delusions, I shall shatter myself; one force breaks ten thousand laws—this was what established the might of the Great Dao of Strength.
The Great Dao of Strength even ranked first among the Three Thousand Great Daos.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions rang out one after another. In the blink of an eye, Qingcang's figure had arrived before Ye Lin, his face crazed as the golden fist seal had already driven straight at Ye Lin's face.
"Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sword Art, Third Sword—Three Thousand Thunder Movements, break."
Ye Lin spoke softly, his expression calm.
The next moment, a thunderous roar erupted from the sky. Golden lightning coiled around Ye Lin's body, while behind him, ten thousand streaks of golden lightning descended from the nine heavens.
Ye Lin gripped the hilt with both hands, then raised the Blooddrinking Sword