Within the void of divine lodgment, Bai Wang sat upon Cloud Lotus's dharma carriage, treasure light glittering all around him.
Even beneath the urgent pressure of the "Six Rectified Heavenly Words" hanging over his head, he did not lose his composure. He remained exceedingly calm as he considered a countermeasure.
Through the resonance of their qi and intent, he already knew that his worldly self's attempt to explode its divine ability had failed. He could also sense that the divine ability Zhang Yu was wielding had reached its final stage.
Although time did not pass within this Void Abode, he understood that once his worldly self returned to the world, it would likely have to face the might of that technique head-on.
At that moment, he suddenly realized that this was clearly a battle between the "selves," yet apart from their initial encounter, he and Zhang Yu had never formally exchanged blows. Upon further thought, the Zhang Yu he had first seen might not necessarily have been the real person either—it could have been some kind of illusion.
He could not help saying to himself, "It seems I must take that step."
At that moment, a flash of light shone within the divine void, as though tearing open a thick bank of black mist. Qing Shuo's divine qi arrived there, and he gazed intently at Bai Wang from afar.
Bai Wang smiled faintly. He shook out his sleeves, rose to his feet, and said, "Fellow Daoist Qing Shuo, I knew you would certainly come here."
Qing Shuo said in a deep voice, "Bai Wang, no matter what you are planning, you cannot possibly succeed."
Bai Wang smiled. "Fellow Daoist Qing Shuo, I greatly admire your perseverance and steadfastness. That was precisely why I acknowledged you back then and passed divine