Mysterious mirror hanging high

Someone saw his heart suspended in mid-air, still beating, with thin blood vessels wrapped around its surface.

Some people saw that his spine was separated into sections, and each section extended into countless different sections.

Some people even saw the golden and jade blood from a microscopic perspective, with blood cells constantly sinking and floating in it.

"This...what kind of magical power is this?!"

A Nascent Soul cultivator stepped back in horror. He saw half of Jing Yu's arm lying across in front of him. In the jade bones under his skin, marrow fluid flowed like mercury. Every drop was as heavy as a thousand pounds, pressing the surrounding air so hard that it distorted and collapsed.

Ye Xingyun took a deep breath: "He 'disassembled' himself into countless cross-sections..."

At this moment, Jing Yu is both a complete existence and a specimen being "dissected".

Every inch of his flesh and blood was exposed to the eyes of all the cultivators, yet he remained one and the same in a higher dimension.

In this state, everything inside Jing Yu's body was clearly visible, and the defects of this physical body became clear at a glance.

Suddenly, a pair of eyes opened in mid-air.

The next moment, ten independently existing fingers seeped into the world from the void.

These ten fingers began to insert into the cross-section of flesh and blood, and began the very delicate [repair] and [transformation].

After an unknown amount of time, some subtle injuries and flaws on this body were directly repaired and smoothed out by Jing Yu with his high-dimensional perspective. As soon as the strange sight in the sky disappeared, the gray-robed young man sitting on the top of the mountain returned to his original appearance.

Ye Xingyun laughed and said, "You can use this method to regulate your Dharma body? This is truly eye-opening!"

Lu Yingzhao smiled faintly: "It's better to say it's a 'feast for the eyes'..."

"This should be the last [Law of Time], right?" Yun Xuance said with a serious expression.

Others thought that Jing Yuying had achieved nine orifices and only needed to refine nine laws. However, Lu Yingzhao knew that in addition to the [Law of Time], Jing Yu should also refine a law related to destiny, so she looked normal - although the Law of Time was difficult, it was nothing to her.

What she wanted to see most was actually Jing Yu’s understanding of the last law!

"I wonder what kind of law it will be?"

While Lu Yingzhao was thinking, Jing Yu's spiritual energy suddenly froze, as if the whole world had fallen into a brief stillness.

The spiritual energy around him did not dissipate, but was forcibly reorganized by some higher rules.

Time seemed to have solidified into solid glass beside him, and every inch of it reflected the halo of different eras.

Suddenly, a tiny crack appeared between his eyebrows - it was not a crack in flesh and blood, but a fault in time and space.

But Jing Yu's body began to fold and stretch incredibly, and every movement left an afterimage in the air, and those afterimages actually solidified into shape at different time flow rates.

In just a blink of an eye, where one person originally stood, thousands of overlapping figures appeared.

At the deepest part was a curled up baby, but it didn't cry. Instead, it looked at the world with curiosity.

A little further out was a young prince in a python robe, his whole body shrouded in a grayish mysterious light, his brows full of sneakiness, and he held a bright red fruit in his hand.

Further outwards, there are countless Jing Yus who are practicing, some are farming, some are meditating, some are refining pills, some are practicing, and some are fighting bloody battles... until the outermost layer, where the grey-robed deity is on the eve of becoming a god.

All these figures are not still, but continue their original actions on their respective timelines - thousands of Jing Yu exist at the same time in a small space, intertwining and overlapping with each other, yet not interfering with each other.

"The Time Worm..."

This time even Lu Yingzhao couldn't help but be moved. She originally didn't have much expectation for Jing Yu's process of refining the [Law of Time], but Jing Yu's understanding of time was far beyond her expectations!

There was chaos in the audience seats.

Low-level cultivators are simply unable to analyze this scene that is beyond their cognition, but for cultivators above the late Nascent Soul stage, this scene is simply a godsend opportunity to comprehend the laws of time!

All the high-level cultivators present had this scene deeply imprinted in their hearts, which would benefit them immensely in their subsequent control over the laws of time.

In this long worm of time, Jing Yu in the past cannot "see" the future, but Jing Yu who randomly intercepts a time node can see all the figures of the [past].

At this moment, Jing Yu, who is at the end of the time worm, looks at the countless "Jing Yu" stacked up in the past, and suddenly takes a breath, opens his mouth, and lets out a clear whistle.

Then countless Jing Yu began to shout.

Thousands of sound waves overlapped to form a sound that penetrated time and space. Countless figures collapsed back to their original bodies, and the timeline seemed to be smoothed out by an invisible hand.

In a certain acupoint, a transparent vortex symbolizing the [Law of Time] slowly spun...

At the moment when the [Law of Time] returned to its place, there was a "hum" sound, and an invisible wave spread out. The nine laws in Jing Yu's nine acupoints echoed each other, gradually condensing into a whole, becoming extremely balanced and perfect.

"Balance between Heaven and Man!"

"There must be another rule. How should I deal with it?" Lu Yingzhao thought silently in his heart.

At this moment, billions of illusory threads suddenly appeared around Jing Yu - they were the causal fate entangled between him and countless cultivators.

Each thread sparkles with a different glow of destiny, some are as bright as the galaxy, some are dim like fireflies, and a few are a strange dark red, like solidified bloodstains.

"Fate is unpredictable, and the Tao reveals the secrets of heaven."

With this low hum, the whole world suddenly fell into a strange silence.

The monks watching the ceremony were surprised to find that they could clearly see each other's destiny and fortune appearing above their heads: some had a canopy hanging above their heads, some had purple air on their bodies, and some had a ferocious evil spirit lurking in their life palace.

These astrological manifestations that should be invisible and intangible are now spread out before everyone like a scroll.

"This is……"

Lu Yingzhao's pupils shrank slightly, and she suddenly felt the manifestation of the fate of "I am the only one". At this moment, her body became colorful, and the divine light that belonged only to the divine fate shone brightly in her body. This was the response of the "fate" to the formation of the laws of destiny between heaven and earth!

Not only Lu Yingzhao, but all the cultivators with destiny present had a strange feeling in their hearts, as if they were about to witness some historic moment.

A crack suddenly appeared in the sky, revealing the brilliant starry sky behind it.

Amidst the flickering of countless stars, an ancient precious mirror hung high above, which was the manifestation of Jing Yu's innate magical power [Xuan Jing].

On the surface of this mysterious mirror, the shadows of all living beings are vaguely visible: emperors and generals turn into dry bones in the palace, beggars and children suddenly realize the truth and ascend to heaven in the market, immortals fall from the clouds, and mortals ascend to the ninth heaven... These contradictory destinies appear at the same time, yet coexist harmoniously.