Boom!
Along with those figures came sixty-four utterly different auras!
Some brimmed with blood and vigor, wielding the Military School's keen edge;
some radiated boundless righteousness, embodying the Confucian School's profound learning;
some shimmered, ethereal and elusive, displaying every mystery of the Immortal School;
some trailed wisps of green smoke, revealing the majesty of deities;
Every variation had its own method; in ten thousand forms, each displayed its wonders!
In an instant, boundless Aura Pressure spread out, suppressing even the nine rivers of light!
The projection of Zhenyuanzi was pinned in place. His expression shifted slightly as sixty-four figures filled his eyes.
"Is this... the power of the Soul Banner? No. It's similar, but different. It seems to use the Soul Banner as its foundation, blending in the Lord of Self's reflected River of Time and Historical Shadows, then rooting itself entirely in his own Blessed Land to give rise to a mighty Divine Ability of that land! I can't let this Divine Ability fully unfold, or I might capsize in a gutter today. Still, this art has a source, so dealing with it should be simple..."
With that thought, Zhenyuanzi focused his power in his eyes. They immediately glowed, as though they could illuminate the Ninefold Netherworld and pierce Void and Reality. His gaze fell on the sixty-four figures, seeking to see through their true names and origins and sever Cause and Effect at the root.
But in the next instant, sixty-four blank names appeared before him, leaving him stunned.
"What is this?"
Seizing that opening, the sixty-four struck together. In the blink of an eye, a Grand Formation rose into the air and summoned an entire Blessed Land. Endless white mist surged like rivers, engulfing the whole expanse around the Patriarch Temple. Then, under the astonished gazes