As they spoke, they had already begun to fight. Yet unlike an ordinary clash, the bamboo grove and the little lodge by the lake remained completely intact. Only the starry sky above and a pitch-black abyss shifted and alternated.
Within them, an all-pervading will stirred heaven and earth, projecting the myriad phenomena!
Another will that fundamentally did not exist was offsetting all things, wearing away space and time!
Boom!
The aftershocks of their clash spread outward. There was no great visible commotion, yet they reached straight into the thoughts and hearts of others. One Emperor Lord after another felt their senses tremble; their true spirits turned clear and empty, and a thunderous crash erupted in their consciousness. They then discovered, to their horror, that they could not move an inch. All of them had been confined beside that chessboard. Though shaken, they still carefully observed the wondrous spectacle of the battle.
This exchange clearly contained profound mysteries. Merely watching it gave rise to all manner of insights that settled deep within their hearts.
At the same time, they were astonished by the conversation between Lin Zhengyang and the Black Emperor.
"Supreme Realm status? Have these two both surpassed the Emperor Lord level? Such a thing actually exists!"
"Could it be the status of the Highest Heaven? And this body the Black Emperor now possessed—was it actually that Heavenly Venerable's remnant shell?"
"This poor Daoist vaguely recalled that the principle originally controlled by the Black Emperor was the Way of Profundity. Within the starry sky, all things could be still, sink, vanish, even become opposite things unlike matter itself. That was the Black Emperor's foundation. Yet now it had become something unnoticed and undiscovered. Was such a change not equivalent to one person walking two paths?"
"Amitabha. Even this old monk