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Lin Xiang's consciousness expanded outward, filling the entirety of the Yin-Yang Sky, harmonizing with each infinitesimal mote of energy until the boundary between his flesh and the world beyond began to blur.

For an Exalted Origin cultivator to even dream of controlling their Exalted Rings was an exercise in futility, a goal so far beyond their reach as to border on the absurd. To form a Dao Sky at this stage should have been an impossibility, a feat reserved only for those who had long since transcended the shackles of the Exalted realm.

Yet Lin Xiang had never been one to be bound by the limitations of the possible. His black-grade bloodline, a wellspring of unfathomable power, thrummed with the full potential of the Grand Dao, every cell of his body saturated with its essence.