The phase of mutual probing came to an end.
Yes, the previous measures were merely tests.
Even those golden Profound Texts and Buddhist scripts, if casually dropped on a planet, could trigger a Creator God level knowledge pollution.
Fu Xi and Brahma's "Contemplation of the Profound" in the Dao had reached a height unattainable by ordinary deities.
They both acknowledged each other's strength, worthy of their full effort.
They stood firm once again.
On Brahma's side, hands formed an enigmatic seal technique, lips gently parted, rhythmic syllables emanated from his mouth.
"Brahma, Domain."
As soon as his words fell,
the lotus beneath Brahma descended abruptly, disappearing.
At the same time, around him, countless golden Buddhist scripts appeared connected, transforming into circles of golden halos, floating behind him.
