The Gravity Dao was often overlooked by those seeking flashier paths of cultivation, but Ren Feng knew its true power. It was the force that bound galaxies together, that could crush stars into singularities. In his hands, it became a tool of both creation and destruction, a fundamental law of the universe made manifest.
Ling Shengyue's response was more measured, her serene expression belying the fierce determination in her eyes.
"We stand as bulwarks against the encroaching chaos," she intoned, her voice carrying the weight of divine authority. "Our cultivations, our very beings, are anathema to these cosmic horrors. Let us show them the true might of order and light."
As she spoke, the air around her began to shimmer with holy radiance. The Blessed Saint bloodline that flowed through her veins was more than just a source of power; it was a direct connection to the higher realms of existence, a legacy of divine might passed down through countless generations.
