Zhao Xiangshan narrowed his eyes to slits, their cold gleam like blades slicing across the back of the blue-robed Daoist in the void. With but a thought, he could have fully activated the restrictions in the little garden, yet he forcibly suppressed the impulse.
Because it would most likely have no effect at all!
He had watched Mountain Thunder True Lord make his move from beginning to end, and he had also witnessed the blue-robed Daoist, seemingly the incarnation of the Green Lotus Magic Sword, coming and going through nothingness with such unfathomable subtlety. Thus, he finally confirmed it:
That was... Dao Rhyme upon the body!
At this moment, he and his subordinates stood on one level, at the level of "things";
The Green Lotus incarnation stood upon another level, where "things" and "principles" merged.
In a sense, it could be called an incarnation of the "Dao."
He believed that even if Yu Ci himself had come, he could not have achieved this. It was precisely because this was currently an incarnation, suspended between substance and illusion, that it could ultimately be realized.
What happened in the next instant confirmed his guess.
The blue-robed Daoist made no further move against Zhao Xiangshan and the others. He merely left them his back as he strode straight toward the central area that had just been sealed off. Faced with an external invasion, the central defensive array activated on its own. Yet lotus flowers bloomed around the blue-robed Daoist, visible fragments of True Script Dao Rhyme blessing his body. His figure turned ethereal once more, and he strode in proudly.
Zhao Xiangshan's face darkened. Without a word, he waved his hand. His subordinates could not spare thought for their shock and confusion as they turned and rushed in after him.
Though they had