Dao Realms thundered across the sky without cease. The golden radiance of the Great Sun hanging high above shone undying through Ten Thousand Ages, and blazing imperial fire swept over the Heavens.
Yun Qing stood before the formation, that imperial sun reigning supreme over Ten Thousand Ages reflected deep within his double pupils.
Within the Great Sun, Yun Huang's Dharma body stood before the Nine-Weapon Emperor Formation.
Nine weapons hung in the sky, arrayed behind him, each steeped in the weathered hardships, blood, and fire of the Heavens of old.
That air of "No one in all the Heavens can stand as my equal" truly was domineering beyond measure.
A scorching thrill suddenly surged through Yun Qing's heart. He wished he could return to the Primordial Chaos Ancient Cave at once and enter seclusion for a hundred, a thousand years, devoting himself to honing his Dao Foundation and breaking through the shackles of his Dao Path. One day, he would stand upon that summit overlooking the Heavens himself and see with his own eyes what scenery lay beyond the supreme realm.
Yun Qing had long known that Yun Huang was immensely powerful, and that Immortal Emperor Yuanhuang had once forced all the Heavens to bow their heads. But knowing was one thing; seeing it with his own eyes was quite another.
Especially now that he, too, had embarked upon Emperor Lingxiao Dao, looking at Yun Huang felt like glimpsing a divine peak far away at the end of his own Great Dao.
Insurmountable?
Not necessarily.
The light in Yun Qing's eyes grew ever brighter, ambition burning in his chest.
"Whew." Only after a long while did he recover from that thrill and slowly exhale, calming the surge of emotion in his chest.
Reaching that place would be no easy feat.