Empowered by the three Numinous Treasures atop the jade platform, Yu Chen took several more steps forward, passing another two rows.
He had already covered less than half the distance from the gate to the jade platform. This time, peculiar patterns emerged atop each meditation cushion, and one Heavenly God, High True Person, High Saint, and True Person after another appeared upon them.
Yet, apart from the thirty-six cushions in the foremost two rows, the figures in the middle seven rows kept changing. Yu Chen also sensed a familiar aura in the third row.
Xuanqing True Person?
Yu Chen gazed at the patterns on that cushion and the aura upon it—now clear and saintly, now limpid, now pure and numinous—which showed that the cushion did not belong to Xuanqing True Person alone.
He received some inheritance from the Dao Ancestor's disciples... Recalling what Suhua had said, Yu Chen felt that he vaguely understood something. He continued onward. When he passed the sixth row, the auras of the three treasures above abruptly changed.
What had originally manifested their own Dao principles for others to comprehend became oppression.
The jade ruyi struck the void, throwing Yu Chen's three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit into instant disorder. The Apricot-Yellow Banner swayed up and down, disrupting the circulation of the Five Qis within his chest. The last treasure-banner-like artifact, neither banner nor axe, was the most terrifying. As it swayed at Yu Chen, waves of world-opening force descended, as though Yu Chen were one defying Heaven and had to be utterly exterminated.
The three forces fell one after another. Even with brief pauses between them, Yu Chen's breath hitched, and he was nearly forced back.
But Yu Chen quickly steadied himself again. Auspicious cloud treasure-light rose above his head, and the Three Flowers