"It's not right. Yu Chen True Person's second-rank status has not yet fully taken shape. It has merely condensed by relying on certain external forces."
Unlike Heavenly Consort, whose mind had slipped from control and whose spiritual senses had been affected as well, Guanzizai of the Buddhist sect could sense faint conflicts within the power of Yu Chen's status. It had not yet fully fused into one.
This meant Yu Chen's second-rank status was close to perfection, yet had not taken shape.
It also meant that those present were not without the ability to resist.
As Guanzizai's words fell, this thought arose in everyone's hearts.
But the next moment, Yu Chen raised his hand and drew the final illusory sword from the void. The three swords standing in the air folded inward and merged into that phantom blade.
"Stop him!" The Earth Lord struck first. Divine power of mountains, rivers, lands, and grains surged forth, transforming into the phantom of the Central Plains' myriad miles of mountains and rivers as it pressed down upon Yu Chen. Heavenly Consort's aura hid within it, transforming into countless phenomena above those mountains and rivers.
Close on his heels came the Joyous Monk King. Streams of Buddhist light carrying a pink aura surged forth, transforming into exquisite celestial maidens draped in gauzy veils. Countless expressions and temperaments appeared on their faces—resentful, joyous, alluring, sacred, innocent, mature—displaying the intent of great joy and supreme bliss.
Behind that intent of joy came Celestial Master Zhang's Three-Five Male-Female Exorcising Sword. Sword light crisscrossed, evolving into the interweaving of sun and moon, the scenes of the four seasons and earthly branches, joining with the Earth Lord's divine power.
For a time, within the myriad miles of mountains and rivers, yin and mao wood rose in the east; si