Within the Celestial Xia formation, inside the cabin of a giant vessel, Daoist Zhengqing sat in meditation. Suddenly, the crystal jade before him flashed faintly. His gaze fell upon it, and he reached out to take it. The message within informed him that something had gone wrong with Fang Jinglin—his false body had collapsed and scattered.
His expression remained calm. Fang Jinglin could not possibly have encountered such a problem for no reason; it was highly likely that he had been attacked, and that it had been a deliberate incursion.
Since the Profound Court had notified him now, they likely believed that since this could happen to Fang Jinglin, it could also happen to him.
Following the traces Daoist Zhengqing had left behind, Daoist Gao quickly found the location of the latter's Divine Void. He immediately invaded it.
The instant he entered, he saw a young Daoist seated within a sphere of azure light, the aura around him limpid and pure beyond measure. Then he saw the two auras of yin and yang, void and reality, blending into one seamless whole. He could scarcely find the slightest crack through which to force his way in.
He could not help but be surprised. Had this man cultivated his arts to the point where aura and body were one, yin and yang embracing each other, with no distinction between them?
Few cultivators practiced in this manner, and fewer still chose to walk this path. For once one had cultivated to this stage, striking their divine aura was no different from striking their worldly body.
Likewise, when cultivators of this kind attacked others, once their Daoist arts unfolded, if their opponent could not withstand them, they could pour their Daoist arts into both the opponent's divine aura and worldly body in a single