Tong Pass, above the boundless void.
Two golden suns clash in the emptiness.
Waves of golden Taiyang True Fire surge through the sky.
King Zhou stands bare-chested, his skin a deep gold. Strange patterns painted in blood adorn his face, golden phoenix earrings dangle from his ears, each transforming into blazing golden phoenixes, spewing out towering Fire Clouds.
An ancient, modest bronze mirror floats beside King Zhou.
With the mirror's aid, he commands the power of the sun to confront his enemy.
Opposite him, Song Lin's True Body roasts under the Phoenix Yang Fire. Calmly wielding the Ancient Green Candle Lamp, he counters his foe with composure.
The Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect locks down the air, stifling the flying swords, spears, sabers, and halberds around them.
As expected, King Zhou's cultivation defied all predictions. Though it fell slightly short of perfection, it exceeded true perfection in potency.
