Within the Seven Luminaries Heaven, a mass of Illusionary Colors hung high in the sky. Splendid light crisscrossed within it, unleashing peals of Thunder Sound as it constantly devoured and expelled the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth.
"What on earth is going on?"
Even now, Yan Taizu and the Capital City God still hadn't recovered from Lü Yang's heaven-opening sword strike. They couldn't help but exchange a glance.
However, as time passed, the mass of Illusionary Colors gradually collapsed inward. It finally took the form of a tall, handsome young man, who stood quietly in the air with his hands clasped behind his back. A halo of white-jade Splendid Light behind his head seemed to articulate the ultimate principles of Heaven and Earth, making him appear all the more solemn and sacred.
Lü Yang said nothing, his eyes slightly closed.
