Yan Zaizen's blood seethed and roiled within his body like turbulent waves within the chaotic ocean. However, his blood no longer had that crimson red color. Instead, it was pure white. Within this ever-flowing whiteness, there was a cloudiness that seemed to contain everything but also nothing.

After a while, Yan Zaizen expression turned confused. "According to the records of the Immortal Herculean Method, being in possession of a singular Regalia was the limit. It detailed that conflict between two regalias would cause the cultivator's demise. Yet…" He truly felt that things recorded can't be trusted.

His first Regalia infused was a dual, unified concept. His second fused with him somehow, and even he wasn't sure why or how. Now, the Regalia of Mimicry has essentially been merged into his blood seamlessly and without resistance.

This caused him to question the method itself.

"Your bloodline and the Regalia has a deep resonance. It originates from the same source, your ancestor, after all. It's possible that, with the unique adaptable characteristics of the Imperial Law of Mimicry, there's no conflict." Pinaka speculated. Her eyes suddenly lit up in thought, "It's also possible that being an Imperial Law makes it a supreme existence between heavenly laws. No conflict is brought about because it would dominate."

Yan Zaizen felt that the former was more likely than the latter. After all, when he merged the mimicry regalia into his blood, there were no resistance or reaction from either side. Perhaps the other laws just couldn't even sense the integration.

In truth, it had two reasons. Firstly, the aura truly was already within Yan Zaizen's blood. Secondly, the law of mimicry base form truly seemed to contain all and nothing at all; the other regalia couldn't make heads or tails of it due to its nature.

This made it merge with absolute perfection.

"I wonder...if I can…" Yan Zaizen thought for a second. With a thought, he recalled Yun Baili. His aura, body shape, the look in his eyes, and even his domineering posture. His blood seethed and his vital energy silently erupted.

Boom!

A mist of white covered his body.

This mist seemed to contain the constant changes of the world but also the absolute null. With a deep sounding exhale, the mist dispersed.

Yan Zaizen stood as still as a dead tree. However, he no longer looked like himself. Instead, his existence now looked, felt, and was Yun Baili. His eyes were bright and seemed to contain the sky.

"This?!" He was shocked that his idea worked. His eyes were brighter than the sun itself at this moment. There was nothing but disbelief and excitement in his gaze.

He lifted his palm, clenched his hand softly, and sent out white-colored vital energy. This vital energy transformed into an aura of heavenly might. Although this heavenly might didn't truly have any true powers of the heavens, it was simply too real.

"It can mimic heavenly might?!" His eyes widened. Then, he s.h.i.+fted his thoughts. A white mist covered his body and dispersed. A young man with a feminine countenance was birthed into existence.

"Interesting!" As he spoke, his voice was no longer his. It was the young man who followed Yun Baili! Everything had been mimicked down to the cultivation base aura. His original bloodline couldn't do this, but the regalia was a construct at the sovereign level!

It may not be able to replicate heavenly might to its fullest, but everything else can be done.

"It's unfortunate that it can't directly copy objects." He sighed a little helplessly. Imagine the money he could make! However, this still left one with unlimited ideas.

"Yan Zaizen...can you change back?" Pinaka softly requested. There was something odd about her voice. Yan Zaizen was startled. Despite this, he still returned back to his original state.

"What is it?" Yan Zaizen asked.

"...I like this form better." Pinaka didn't respond for a while, but this made Yan Zaizen even more startled. Then he smiled.

"Understood. I'll try not to transform too often." With that, he went into a.n.a.lyzing more about his mimicry blood. He cut himself deeply and revealed that he truly bled white. With this, he didn't feel like a Lycah any longer.

He also discovered a peculiar limitation. His vital energy couldn't modify external objects as easily as himself. Furthermore, he could only mimic external objects if he was in direct contact with them. Maintaining this mimicked state required far too much energy as well. At most, it could last for two seconds. However, self-transformation took little to no energy.

"Could it be due to my weak vital energy or comprehension into laws?" He a.s.sumed but felt that was only half of it. Taking a deeper look, he discovered he could transition his vital energy into any attribute, but infusing concepts into it used up too much energy.

It's probably because concepts didn't have a proper medium. After all, concepts and laws were mostly focused around the Essence and Heavenly Paths. The path of a Herculean already exceeded the standard path. It was truly heaven-defying; it used the heavens as the base to exceed it and succeeded.

He recalled how soul and spatial energy was intermixed into the token. This made him realize that for this to be accomplished, it's possible that a Heavenly Commander or Monarch must've created that token.

"Ma Xiuren...what were you doing?" He sighed helplessly. Without talking to her, it would be unlikely that he would find an answer.

"Alright, let's move on." He shook his head to remove loose thoughts. The next step was opening the first of the eight celestial gates, the Gate of Sky Opening.

To do this, he'll have to die!