All he could do was give it everything he had.
The moment he entered the Secret Palace of Dharma Transmission, three bangs rang out. The palace doors slammed shut, leaving Yang Chen alone in the vast, empty Secret Palace of Dharma Transmission.
It truly was empty. The enormous Secret Palace of Dharma Transmission contained nothing at all.
Yang Chen first glanced around, then sensed an indescribable power beginning to dart and flow throughout the entire palace.
This power spread through the palace at incredible speed, causing the once-plain Secret Palace of Dharma Transmission to suddenly blaze with dazzling rainbow light.
He had no idea what composed those colors. The instant they came into being, Yang Chen felt the power of the laws within his body resonating with them, drawing one another in a marvelously profound way.
When that power reached its peak, Yang Chen could no longer restrain it.
The laws within his body poured out completely.
Ten kinds of laws—life and death, time and space, the five elements...
They all unfolded throughout the palace. Drawn by that power, they formed patterns and transformed into tangible shapes, countless forms taking shape in an instant.
Yang Chen clicked his tongue in wonder and exclaimed, "This truly is the handiwork of gods and ghosts. The universe is vast, and there is no lack of wonders. The creator of this Secret Palace of Dharma Transmission was truly a peerless genius. Who knows what method that old senior used to create this power, capable of endlessly drawing in laws. Now, my laws have been attracted by this power and fully displayed throughout the Secret Palace of Dharma Transmission."
Being displayed within the Secret Palace of Dharma Transmission was nothing in itself. What mattered most was that, under the pull of this power, each of