Using his own mories as a dium, drawing upon the transcendental position endowed by the Divine Court and the Emperor's Dharma Aspect, and utilizing the Supre Divine Technique of Creation and Transformation, Lu Yan barely managed to bring the scene from his mories and so of its embodied truths into this place.
This Supre Great Divine Technique of Creation and Transformation is most uniquely terrifying because what it creates is not simply an illusory deception, but sothing capable of twisting reality to grant it an authentic existence.
This ans that here, both the reality of the fallen immortal and the remaining echoes of that earth-shattering battle of the only being in this world have truly occurred and continue to affect this space.
In such a genuine place of the fallen immortal, how could a re, essentially flawed uniqueness from the past truly shake the Ancestral Hall of the Taiyi Sect that carries the karma of slaying immortals?
Just as that golden lightning was about to touch the rooftop of the Ancestral Hall by a fraction of a second, the plaque on the altar, split by sword marks and inscribed with the broken immortal character, moved slightly.
There was no earth-shattering brilliance, nor any world-ending energy eruption.
Instead, from the broken immortal character, wisps of incomprehensible mist silently rose.
The mist was elusive and unpredictable, in an instant as if it condensed into an intangible yet world-encompassing hand, quietly reaching into the sky above the Yellow Springs.
The hand seed to casually wave lightly.
In that instant, it was as if everything in heaven and earth, all living beings across realms, ti and space, cause and destiny... all changed subtly and fundantally with that wave.
Change!
The essence of the Way of Taiyi lies within this word "change"!
All things in the world constantly move and change at every mont.
And the change of Taiyi is to comprehend, guide, and even master these changes.
Change heaven, change earth, change sun and moon, change mountains and rivers, change cause and karma, change living beings... let the eternal changes in this universe be fully guided and controlled by Taiyi.
The golden thunderbolt, containing the flawed uniqueness of the Storm Path, upon contact with the power of change, did not create any intense collision; it was as if it had never existed, quietly dissolved, transford, and erased by the omnipresent power of change.
And the strand of uniqueness it bore, enough to drive countless Sequence 2 powerhouses mad, also completely dissolved into nothingeness within the rhythm of Taiyi, like snow lting in the sun.
The Angel King and the only being in this world, though seemingly just a final realm apart, even as vessels, they could theoretically carry part of the only being's power descending for a short ti.
But this seemingly short distance has already beco an insurmountable chasm like the gap between heaven and earth.
The astonishing scene before them utterly stunned all the Angel Kings present, including the Storm Angel King who had just made a move.
They could understand that Lu Yan must have had sothing to rely on, surely having a trump card to dare act in this manner.
But this scene, where even a wisp of aura from the broken plaque could so effortlessly erase an angry strike from an Angel King and its inherent uniqueness, had completely surpassed their prior knowledge.
"Gr... Great Being?"
An almost uncontrollable thought simultaneously surfaced in the minds of the seven Angel Kings.
They faintly realized what kind of awe-inspiring, terrifying existence might be lingering within that seemingly broken plaque?
Yet just as they were coming to this realization, or rather had no ti to comprehend it fully, when the Storm Angel King chose to attack, triggering the mory Lu Yan had intercepted which began to flow according to its predetermined future, what terrifying events would unfold?
"Usurper, be executed!"
Seated on the ditation mat, Lu Yan slowly closed his eyes, his expression devoid of joy or sorrow, calm as if rely announcing an already destined fact.
His right index and middle fingers slowly ca together to form a sword gesture, then seemingly casually, slashed through the air towards the Storm Angel King who had frozen in place due to the dissolved attack.
The Storm Angel King almost instinctively sensed a mortal danger.
His pupils suddenly contracted, and without thinking, his form blurred instantly, retreating backwards at a speed faster than lightning, even leaving his ditation mat in panic.
However, the expected earth-shattering attack did not fall upon him.
The surroundings remained silent, with only the broken plaque standing quietly.
The Storm Angel King steadied his figure, a look of bewildernt flashed across his face, soon replaced by a surge of anger at being toyed with.
But when his gaze touched that plaque, recalling the bizarre scene just now, the anger was forcibly suppressed, only able to squeeze out a line through gritted teeth: "Bluffing!"
Settling his mind, he thought the other party was rely intimidating using the residual power of the plaque and prepared to return to his ditation mat.
Yet just as his form slightly moved, ready to resu his place.
The plaque on the altar, mostly severed by sword scars, with the broken character, suddenly, without warning, shattered completely!
In the next mont, a radiance of supre brilliance, seemingly condensing the splendor of all heavens and defying imagination of its trajectory, appeared out of nowhere in a scene that none of the Angel Kings could comprehend or react to.
This sword light seed not to originate from this world; it appeared to have traversed past, present, and future's infinite spaceti, obliterating countless tangled causes and effects.
Its razing point revealed signs of collapse after reconciling to singularity beneath this sword light, even across endless versions spanning realms.
This was engraved in the deepest part of Lu Yan's mory, an eternally indestructible scene.
The first successor of the Taiyi Sect, Jiang Zhiwei, slaying the Taiyi Immortal in the Ancestral Hall, with a sword that endured lifetis!
What Lu Yan recreated with the Power of diation and Creation was never rely a simple Ancestral Hall.
But a complete mory of the first successor, slaying the Taiyi Immortal at this place.
And the Storm Angel King, having previously attacked and dodged, left the ditation mat position Lu Yan had prepared for them, equivalent to stepping into this activated mory of slaying an immortal.
At this mont, what he faced was no longer Lu Yan himself, but within Lu Yan's mory, that solitary sword enduring through the ages capable of annihilating the only being in this world.
What Sequence One Angel King? What True God's vessel? What flawed uniqueness mastering storms?
Beneath this sword through spaceti, severing cause and effect, capable even of felling the only one, all was rendered aningless.
The brilliant sword light flashed and vanished, speed supre, and silence supre.
Within the sword light, the silhouette of the Storm Angel King, along with all concepts, existence, and causes he represented, were utterly erased without a trace, as if he had never appeared in this world.
Just as that sword light was about to completely dissipate, within Lu Yan's consciousness, the mory of witnessing Jiang Zhiwei's slaying an immortal began to change.
In that mory, Jiang Zhiwei's lazy posture on the altar suddenly, at a certain mont, gazed towards Lu Yan, a trace of amusent, a playful arc curling upon his handso face.
"Interesting!"
The laughter was extrely light, extrely fleeting, as if a montary illusion.
But Lu Yan was certain, due to the interference of Creation and Transformation, his past mory had been entirely rewritten.
The brilliant sword light finally disappeared entirely, the Ancestral Hall restored to its dilapidated, lifeless scene.
The altar remained broken, while the plaque inscribed with the broken "immortal" character shattered completely, losing that aura of transcendent version greatness.
However, within the Ancestral Hall, where once seven Angel Kings were seated upon ditation mats, now only six remained!
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