Shen Yuan was in anything but good shape.
He knelt on one knee, only scattered scraps of his battle armor still hanging from his body. Crimson blood dripped onto the ground, causing dust-sized Minor Realms to spring into being in the soil, only to be swept away by the deathly qi left by the Two Forms Sword and destroyed without a trace.
Yet Shen Yuan felt no fear. Instead, his fighting spirit soared.
"Excellent!"
He drew a deep breath, tore off his ruined armor, and stood, baring his muscular upper body. He tried to recall his dark-gold halberd, but received no response.
Shen Yuan paid it no mind. His magical power surged, and the faint phantom of a world appeared around him, as though an entire world were pressing down upon this place. He raised his head to look at Chu Mo.
"I've seen what you're capable of. But if you think that's enough to keep me here, you're sorely mistaken!"
Before his words had faded, the phantom world behind him burst into flames. Although the newborn Heavenly Dao had seized half the control of his World Within the Body, there were still some things he could decide.
For instance, he could burn his World Within the Body to obtain power of a higher order.
He did not even glance at the treasures hurtling toward him again. He merely formed a strange hand seal. "Boundless Heaven and Earth, the vast cosmos forms a ring."
As his words fell, heaven and earth changed.
The place where Chu Mo and his Dharmic Treasures stood suddenly twisted and shifted. Then endless spaces arose, layered one upon another throughout the area. Each layer of space was as vast as an entire world. Like nesting dolls, they fitted inside one another in a virtually endless