South, Sword Pavilion.
Within the Ye Family Territory, the scene was still one of utter carnage. Lü Yang stood calmly amidst the Sea of Blood, quietly contemplating his current state.
A jade-white radiance condensed into a halo behind his head. It split outwards in spiderweb-like patterns, binding him tightly to Heaven and Earth. This formed an aura that compelled others to kneel and kowtow, so transcendent and otherworldly it seemed to have stolen all the brilliance in existence.
'This is the Fake Golden Position...'
Lü Yang glanced around. The world before him felt incredibly fragile, as if he could tear it asunder with a single thought.
An instant later, a brilliant light descended from Heaven and Earth.
An invisible aura spread out, one that completely transcended the mortal realm. Its Position was on an entirely different plane from that of ordinary beings.
