Myriad Laws Peak.
Inside the Bead Secret Realm.
Dressed in blue, without the slightest fluctuation of Law Power about him, Wang Ba calmly regarded the "himself" opposite him. The pure white phantom was so faint as to be almost invisible, yet its outline remained clear.
A trace of indifference and contemplation rested in his eyes.
"As expected, the greatest difficulty in merging with Ice Daoist lies in achieving perfect, unobstructed harmony at the very end..."
"But I've already used the Supreme Refining Emotions Art to sever all emotions, and practiced the Dharma methods deduced by the Sea Pearl. Normally, I should already be completely identical to Ice Daoist."
"Where exactly am I falling short?"
The slightly cracked fifth-tier Sea Pearl revolved up and down beside him, its deep blue radiance flowing ceaselessly, yet it ultimately failed to derive a corresponding solution.
Wang Ba's thoughts sifted through everything about himself bit by bit, but he still failed to discern the crucial point preventing the final merger.
Just then, something suddenly stirred in his heart, and he vaguely sensed something.
The next moment.
The pure white phantom before him vanished instantly.
Then his figure abruptly flew out of the Bead Secret Realm. Standing atop Myriad Laws Peak, he gazed far to the north.
His indifferent eyes still held no emotion whatsoever.
He merely murmured:
"Wang Xu..."
At the same moment.
Great Yan.
The Primordial Demon Sect, Changyang Divine Mountain.
The blood-red, rough-textured Undying Divine Tree had pulled the entire ground into a towering mound.
Its winding, twisting trunk resembled an enormous demonic beast coiled upon this land encircled by a river of blood.
High in the sky before the divine mountain, a white-haired old man in plain cloth stood in midair like a coiled dragon and crouching tiger, staring down with