The ripples of rule, accompanied by the diffusion of primordial energy, spread throughout the Three Realms within the vast cosmos.
The gods and demons of the world, all beings, heard Zhang Feng's voice and looked up towards the sky.
Especially amidst the interference of rules, beneath the spatial warp of the ascension channel.
Even countless smaller planes seed to hear the echoes of Zhang Feng and turned their gaze skyward.
At this mont.
Zhang Feng stepped into the realm of the Dao, releasing his shackles, his energy rose without limit.
Under rules higher than this world's Dao.
The sky phenonon unknowingly spread.
All beings seed to see a coarse-clothed Daoist sitting solemnly in the cosmic starry sky.
His appearance was unremarkable, his stature was no different from ordinary people.
Yet everyone could see him at first glance in the cosmic sky.
Even if in many worlds, it was still dayti.
Even in daylight, countless stars revealed themselves, shifting around, revolving around Zhang Feng.
As if Zhang Feng was the center of the universe.
Even the trajectories of so small galaxies were drawn by Zhang Feng.
The universe seen by the human eye was enveloped by the celestial phenona of Zhang Feng.
When the beings of the lower worlds saw this scene, shock, loss of focus, and prostration were insufficient to describe the awe of this descending Dao.
But within the Master's world, many were also shocked as they looked at this celestial phenonon, realizing that the person causing the universe to revolve around himself seed to be 'the Ascender, Zhang Feng'.
"If I didn't hear wrong... he... calls himself Zhang Feng?"
The Master's world was thrown into an uproar.
And within the vast world.
Though the gods and demons were sowhat amazed and fearful, their attention was more focused on the top of the sky.
The top as they knew it.
Especially that apex, was 'above the Celestial Court'.
There, was a sea of clouds, outside the cosmic world.
Approximately five light-years away from the vast world, there lay a 'cloud-like nebula'.
Here was the abode of the supre Dao.
Zhang Feng also looked towards here.
Again towards 'the Celestial Emperor, Yangshan Zhenren' and 'Yanluo Wang, Grand Yanluo'.
Zhang Feng chose to ignore for now.
Because the disparity in realm and foundational knowledge was too great.
Perhaps, deal with the urgent matters of the Dao first, then repay the previous teachings from the lower realm.
anwhile.
In the anticipation of all gods and demons in the vast world.
Whoosh—
The nebula spanning three light years moved.
In an instant, it was like a silent explosion in the universe, like silt gathering in water.
Within just nine seconds.
It ford a well-built elderly figure.
Not the kindly image one might imagine for the Dao, nor rciless.
But rather resembling an old martial hero.
"Friend Zhang."
The Dao looked at Zhang Feng, with caution in his eyes, and a hint of curiosity.
But more so confusion, unsure how Zhang Feng concealed himself and then stepped into the Dao?
anwhile, the mont Zhang Feng saw his face, he recognized him as the great bandit, the Dao of this world.
"Friend Sun."
Zhang Feng returned the gesture, stating his surna.
The great bandit showed no curiosity about Zhang Feng knowing his surna.
Because his surna was no secret to the world.
But in the next second.
As Zhang Feng didn't expect, and without any whim.
With a whoosh—
The great bandit suddenly struck, instantly turning an invisible force of rules into white cloth, piercing across the vast world, tearing towards Zhang Feng.
Rumble—
The vast world did not collapse, but dispersed like foam, yet emitted earth-shattering roars.
Within it, countless gods and demons didn't even have ti to react, all their causes and fortunes began to dissipate, and life force gradually vanished.
Amid the aftermath of the great bandit's strike, all planets and celestial bodies within a radius of three hundred light-years were crushed and compressed in the silent vacuum.
As if forcibly reducing all celestial bodies from three dinsions to a two-dinsional plane, then compressing them towards a one-dinsional 'point'.
In the face of the white cloth.
Amidst the terror of countless creatures at the end of the world and shock at the confrontation between the two Daos.
Zhang Feng, with a thought, extended a piece of black cloth from his rough clothes, not only resisting the impact of the white cloth, but also restoring the beings' fortunes of the vast world to their original state, and returning the mountains and seas to their original appearance.
In just a mont, everything returned to its original state.
As if the previous calamity never happened, and the two Daos never clashed.
Yet in the universe, the black and white fabrics continued to intertwine, and nearby celestial bodies were gradually being reduced to one dinsion.
Though Zhang Feng surpassed the great bandit in rule manipulation, able to reverse his magic, his energy was far inferior.
Thus, he could only protect the vast world, and only himself within a nine light-year range.
Beyond nine light-years, Zhang Feng was powerless.
Seeing his inability to effectively kill Zhang Feng, the great bandit withdrew the white strip, smiling and saying:
"Friend Zhang, may I ask what brings you to ?"
'This personality is just like the great bandit's, testing first, then talking.'
Seeing himself unable to sway Zhang Feng, he resorted to polite conversation, realizing Heaven isn't much different from humans.
After all, in the end, all this is achieved through human cultivation.
Just like himself, he is also human.
But the way the great bandit acted, disregarding all beings, was indeed sowhat inhumane.
However, considering that their world was crafted by the great bandit.
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