Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui!
Eight enormous Great Dao runes stretched across the heavens, illuminating the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths with dazzling brilliance.
At the same time, the energy within Gu Changqing surged as though boiling, sweeping up into the heavens with terrifying force!
Then the Eight Trigrams runes began to transform, rising and falling!
An even more terrifying sight unfolded!
Above Gu Changqing's head, the sun and moon shone together, radiating an eternal, undying light.
As they shifted, the stars wheeled and changed places, as though heaven and earth were being remade!
Meanwhile, fierce astral winds swept across a million li.
Gu Changqing's body glowed, and his Dao Heart shone so brightly that it was almost visible to the naked eye.
Such a vast spectacle and soul-shaking aura were clearly thousands of times more powerful than Fuxi's.
For a moment, Fuxi stared with his jaw hanging open, utterly dazed.
"This... is this the power of the Eight Trigrams?!"
Indeed!
Even as the creator of the Primordial Eight Trigrams, Fuxi was utterly dumbfounded and incredulous.
In his perception, every rune floating around Gu Changqing seemed to contain overwhelming might capable of shaking heaven and earth and sending tremors through eternity.
Even if Fuxi devoted all his strength to manifesting this art, he could scarcely match twenty or thirty percent of Gu Changqing's might.
"This..."
"I must have cultivated a fake version of the Eight Trigrams."
In the end, that was all Fuxi could say with a sigh.
Beside him, Kong Xuan and the Blood-Winged Black Mosquito were already tongue-tied with shock, their scalps tingling.
"What kind of technique is this?"
"Gasp... Master, I want to learn this too."
"Hmm... it isn't that the Primordial Eight Trigrams aren't powerful enough. It depends on whose hands wield them."