Meng Chen struck with all his strength. Wherever the muddy yellow light passed, everything turned to stone.
Even the Laws of Heaven and Earth, the power of the Great Dao, even time itself seemed to be petrifying, congealing into stillness.
Everything was turning ash-gray.
This ash-gray tide swiftly surged toward Zhang Yang.
The petrifying light was domineering.
Yet Zhang Yang seemed not to exist within this time and space at all.
When the petrifying power reached Zhang Yang, it passed straight through him and vanished into the unseen.
Meng Chen fell silent at the sight.
He could not understand it at all.
He could clearly sense Zhang Yang's presence and see him standing there, yet his power could not touch him in the slightest...
Meanwhile, within one region of the Lesser Thousand Worlds, a patch of petrifying light had already appeared.
This petrifying power solidified between Heaven and Earth, and in the blink of an eye, it formed something like a forbidden zone.
One of Zhang Yang's avatars descended there, guiding the petrifying power and allowing it to merge completely with the Lesser Thousand Worlds, where it would remain for a long, long time.
Meng Chen exerted every ounce of strength he had, yet he could not shake Zhang Yang in the slightest. He could only stop with a bitter smile. "Senior, your Dao arts are heaven-defying. This junior admires you!"
Zhang Yang nodded at Meng Chen. "Although you have entered the Emperor Realm, there is still a long road ahead of you.
"At present, you remain at the stage of 'using' power. You cannot yet touch its deepest mysteries."
"Please enlighten me, Senior!" Meng Chen hurriedly said.
He truly wanted to seek guidance.
When he had reached Dao Realm Perfection, the man before him had also still been at