Gone!!
After the dazzling mirror light filled the sky.
Not only had the Podador Plane vanished, but Wuxiang Watson was nowhere to be seen either.
The void was terrifyingly silent. Hundreds of spectators exchanged looks. Their target had simply vanished right before their eyes.
A ninth-ring tier powerhouse leaving traces in reality was something unheard of throughout history. How many among them could even discern a clue?
Most of the spectators had limited powers of perception, limited ability to capture information, and limited analytical capabilities in their thought models. Those scattered scraps of information could not possibly be pieced into a complete picture. In their eyes, the ninth-ring tier remained unknown, unfathomable, and uncanny.
"Whooo..."
After an indeterminate stretch of silence, Wuxiang Watson suddenly appeared out of nothingness.
His eyes were as still as an ancient well, his disheveled hair fluttering wildly. He held a Bronze Ancient Mirror, its surface still reflecting the Podador Plane.
The real became illusory, and the illusory became real. Using the plane as a vessel to construct a ninth-ring law model, he had finally completed the transformation. The Bronze Ancient Mirror had become an independent Illusory Realm.
Inside the mirror, sunlight shone warmly, and rivers surged in torrents. Plants and animals fed, survived, mated, and reproduced as they naturally would. A few native humans could even be seen working as usual, utterly unaware that they had become mere phantoms.
An illusion! Illusion, mirror! An Illusory Realm!
As the pioneer of the god era, Wuxiang Watson had been the first to break the lifespan limit of a Dao Lord.
With exceptional freedom to choose among the laws, he had carefully selected the one that offered the easiest breakthrough and constructed an eighth-ring tier law model. He had originally been the most likely to become Taiyi.
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