"Has he shown no sign of emerging from seclusion yet?"
Shu Lichuo looked toward the pavilion in the distance with her beautiful eyes and spoke softly.
"Their divine souls seem to have entered some profound state. Those three different auras seem to have been balanced by some mysterious power."
Su Muxue nodded gently. Though she did not know exactly what state Bai Yu was currently in, that mysterious power filled her heart with shock.
The three distinct powers of Buddhism, Daoism, and demonic cultivation each represented the pinnacle of a Great Dao. By all reason, they should have been impossible to fuse, yet within Bai Yu, the three energies had been balanced and were slowly being pushed toward their peak.
Bzz!
Not long after Su Muxue finished speaking, a strange hum suddenly rang out from the pavilion. Terrifying energy spread outward, making even the spiritual energy between heaven and earth tremble.
The ground began to quiver faintly. The vast aura that had lain dormant within the pavilion spread out along with the melting runes. Immediately afterward, Daoist Sanskrit chants, like the buzzing of flies, abruptly resounded from the pavilion, gradually growing louder until they shot straight into the heavens!
The increasingly distinct Daoist Sanskrit chants carried the three powers of Buddhism, Daoism, and demonic cultivation. The power was so violent that the winds and clouds above Soaring Sky City suddenly changed, thick bolts of lightning flickering in and out of sight within the clouds as they gradually blanketed the entire city!
As the Daoist Sanskrit chants grew louder and louder, figures continuously flashed through every corner of Soaring Sky City. One figure after another stood in the sky, staring in shock toward the Soaring Sky Imperial Palace.
Having sensed this terrifying heavenly phenomenon, their eyes were all filled with astonishment.