"Did you say you felt that way?"
Hearing Yu Chen's question, Dong Ye's large eyes remained somewhat vacant. Looking at Yu Chen, he nodded and said, "Yes. I feel like calling you Shihu, Shihu would make you happier."
Yu Chen stroked Dong Ye's body and silently connected with his true consciousness in the main world. He had intended to use the true self's power to observe Dong Ye's changes, yet what descended from the unseen was the incarnation power of the Nine-Rank Status System World. Threads of sacred radiance, invisible to the naked eye, fell from the heavens and blessed Yu Chen.
The middle-aged temple master standing nearby only felt Yu Chen's aura abruptly change. In that instant, his teacher seemed to transform into a lofty Heavenly Emperor. Pure qi rose all around him, unfolding layer upon layer of celestial vaults and myriad phenomena, while five streams of pure cloud-mist enshrouded the four directions. Vaguely, he seemed to see a peculiar sword-like weapon, like a ruyi and yet like a treasured sword, suspended above his teacher's head.
All-colored mysterious radiance slowly revolved along the blade, flowing without cease. It trembled gently, and from its body came the faintly present, faintly absent sound of scripture chanting.
At once, the middle-aged temple master felt brilliant light bloom within his heart, wisdom springing forth. When he looked at Yu Chen again, he immediately sensed threads of transformative aura surging forth, as though he had seen the reasons behind all changes in all things—from beginning to end, and from end back to beginning—cycling through transformation after transformation, endlessly evolving the auras of the five kalpas: Dragon-Han, Yan-Kang, Crimson Brilliance, Open Sovereignty, and Supreme Sovereignty, propelling the movement of all things between Heaven and Earth.
Drawn in despite himself, the middle-aged temple master felt that