"It's me!"
With a faint, detached chuckle, Yang Wuzheng's voice drifted from afar, resonating like the voice of the Great Dao.
Even across hundreds of thousands of miles, it reached Li Qingyue's ears clearly.
His white robes fluttered, his long hair fell to his shoulders, and he stood in the void with effortless grace.
Though his slender figure lacked Yan Wushuang's imposing strength, it seemed branded into heaven and earth.
Dao resonance suffused his surroundings, serene and pure, connecting him to the entire sky.
Standing in the void, he seemed like the supreme Dao Venerable of this sky. All things rose and fell with him, as though harmonizing with his voice.
This was the innate Dao body, united with the Great Dao of heaven and earth.
Simply standing there, he seemed the sovereign of this world.
Seeing that figure, Li Qingyue's heart trembled. For a moment, she did not know what to say.
Her gaze remained fixed on him.
As always, he carried a hint of natural serenity that brought an indescribable peace to the heart.
His confidence also gave others an ineffable sense that they could lean on him.
She remembered the past. When she had first begun cultivating, this figure had quietly stayed beside her, explaining the path of cultivation.
Those days had been the most peaceful, ordinary, and beautiful of her life since she began cultivating.
They were impossible to forget-utterly unremarkable, yet etched into her soul.
Now that they met again, he had already entered the Holy Lord realm. Every movement carried supreme Dao resonance, in harmony with the order of heaven and earth.
Such was the Dao body, born in harmony with the Dao, its path of cultivation incomparably smooth.
Especially after entering the Four Extremes, cultivating and attaining enlightenment came as naturally to a