Xue Mingzhi, just stepping into the courtyard, stood frozen in place, his mind short-circuiting as he gazed at the Great Sun shimmering with a warm brilliance.
Xue Mingzhi had numerous encounters with Shen Yuan before and had even personally witnessed the annulment of the Imperial Edict against the River Ji Dragon Sovereign by Shen Yuan, so he knew full well the extent of Shen Yuan's strength. Yet, what lay before him still exceeded his comprehension.
Even for an Immortal, the idea of creating a Great Sun was unimaginable, yet it seemed trivial in the hands of Shen Yuan.
Those simple movements and words, as if he were merely changing a light bulb for the whole world.
If this Great Sun were merely an illusion or some kind of spell or Divine Skill acting as a substitute for the real sun, it wouldn't be as startling.
