"Kid, your Divine Soul isn't this weak, is it? I haven't absorbed much of your Divine Soul power yet. How can you already be unable to maintain your Consciousness Sea space?" the golden giant dragon demanded.
However, Shen Luo did not answer. Instead, his chanting grew louder and louder, gradually echoing like the ringing of a bell and reverberating through the entire Consciousness Sea.
At that moment, the golden giant dragon finally realized something was wrong. Its massive dragon head suddenly lifted, and its pair of golden eyes looked deep into the heavens.
Far within the sky curtain of the Consciousness Sea, where dark clouds churned, a cluster of crimson firelight appeared. It seemed to press down from beyond the heavens, drawing ever closer. Its radiance grew brighter, and the red halo it cast expanded ever wider.
Accompanying it was an incomparably powerful force of oppression.
"This is..." The golden giant dragon seemed to recall some distant memory and became uncertain.
Yet in the next instant, the entire sea of clouds above its head burst into flames. Within the surging fiery clouds, an incomparably enormous mountain emerged and descended below.
"Mount Buzhou..." The golden giant dragon finally recalled the source of that oppressive feeling.
It was Mount Buzhou, which the Water God Gonggong had toppled—the former Pillar of Heaven. It had suppressed all evil demons and stood unfallen for countless ages. How could such a divine miracle appear within the Consciousness Sea of a mere True Immortal cultivator?
"This is the Buzhou Suppression Divine Art, created by later generations through visualization with Divine Thought. What do you think of it, Senior?" Shen Luo's voice came from inside the golden giant dragon.
"It is nothing more than an illusory shadow. Kid, you still want to resist at this point? It is