Fang Qianyuan's intervention seemed calm and unremarkable, but beneath the surface, fierce undercurrents surged.
Standing alone against them all was not without pressure. Above his head still hung the will of the Heavenly Dao, rooted in the spiritual essence of the Spirit-Taming World. The slightest misstep could plunge him into a bitter battle, or even leave him gravely wounded and forced to retreat.
But he had achieved mastery in cultivating the Demon God Nine Transformations. Not only had his body, divine soul, and True Spirit all acquired an immortal, indestructible nature, he had also mastered the four symbols, five elements, Space-Time Distortion, and an array of wondrous and powerful divine abilities and spells.
He had already ascended to the Novice Heavenly Dao Realm, possessing immense power akin to the glorious heavens themselves: omnipresent, omniscient, and omnipotent.
Here, he calculated three moves for every step, monitoring everyone's attempts to resist through exquisite means that allowed him to foresee the future. Every movement and means of resistance employed by Venerable Azure and the others had, in truth, long been as clear to him as the lines on his palm.
It was precisely through this seemingly casual pursuit and encirclement that he captured them as intended while using only limited power. He was truly like the vast heavens: heaven's net stretched wide, its mesh loose, yet nothing slipped through.
But now that matters had reached this point, the Heavenly Dao of the Spirit-Taming World grew increasingly frenzied, and the force of its backlash intensified.
Fang Qianyuan had remained here far too long. Moreover, the power of the laws he had brought down enveloped hundreds of miles around him, all but severing this region from the Spirit-Taming World. Its Heavenly Dao would not permit that.
Amid Tian Heng's laughter, the sky, already dark as