The instant Qingran opened the white jade fan, every chain of laws within a radius of ten thousand miles gave off an exceedingly faint hum.
It was like countless strings being plucked by the same finger at once.
The gentle gleam flowing across the fan was no ordinary light and shadow. It was three thousand six hundred miniature formations formed by materializing her Tai Chi Celestial Phenomenon Law.
Each formation corresponded to one of the most fundamental laws governing heaven and earth.
Wu Yan stood where he was with his hands behind his back, the space around him twisting and folding of its own accord with every breath he took.
No law patterns flowed within his body. He himself was the vessel of laws.
One of the rarest primordial law bodies among the Chaos Ancient Clan.
From the day of his birth, he had fused with some of the oldest laws of heaven and earth. Every gesture he made invoked that long-lost order of ancient times.
"Your fan has stirred a resonance among the laws of this world."
Wu Yan tilted his head slightly, as though listening to a sound mortals could not hear, his voice as gentle as ever.
"The laws within three phases have all made way for you. Do you cultivate the laws of the Order lineage?"
Qingran looked at him coldly and lightly tapped the Void with the tip of her fan.
At the point where it landed, space suddenly collapsed inward in a tiny arc. Like a pebble falling into a lake, it sent out a ring of black-and-white law ripples.
When the ripples spread outward and reached within three feet of Wu Yan, his primordial law body instinctively produced a rebound. The ripples were silently swallowed within that area.
"Trying to probe my foundations?"