This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 495 The Law of Heaven and Earth, Unrivaled

The sword light tore through the void, destroying everything in its path, and rushed straight towards Zhang Tianyang.

In that instant, not only Qingwei Heaven, but also the Great Luo Heaven above trembled.

It was as if even the very origin of the Heavenly Dao expressed its fear of the light of chaos!

The sea of ​​clouds churned, all 365 stars went out, the giant pupil hanging high in the sky collapsed, and even the light of the ancient mirror of reincarnation could not block the light of chaos, and at this moment it was slightly distorted.

A powerful crisis struck, and in the face of life and death, Zhang Tianyang's confused and disoriented spirit was awakened.

He could sense that this sword strike was not only aimed at his physical body and primordial spirit, but also directly at his destiny. The chaotic light was about to sever not only his life, but also his fortune, karma, and future.

Having taken that blow head-on, he could forget about everything else and died on the spot. Then, the dilapidated sampan where he had plotted to lay his corpse was blessed with immense wealth. When he woke up, he was suddenly adorned in imperial robes.

Hey, I slept for a while and became the Heavenly Emperor!

How could Zhang Tianyang tolerate this? Being reduced to competing with Ji Wuzhou for the position of Heavenly Emperor was already humiliating enough; to lose to him would make it impossible for him to die in peace.

Swish!
As the sword of heaven and earth swept across, Zhang Tianyang's body, wielding the broken sword, was instantly obliterated by the chaotic light, turning to ashes on the spot.

The Chaos Light remained highly valuable, not disappointing Xiang Yuan, but...

"Isn't it too easy?"

Xiang Yuan remained vigilant. Zhang Tianyang had been plotting for many years; he certainly wouldn't die so easily.

Put yourself in his shoes and put yourself in his shoes. If he were the mastermind, he would definitely destroy what he couldn't get before he failed, so that no one else could have it.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yuan tightened his grip on the soft hand, urging Sword Master Su Ran to exert more effort, continue to deduce the small world, accumulate the power of the Heaven and Earth Sword, and strive to deliver an even more glorious blow.

"What do you take me for...?"

Su Ran Sword Master spoke weakly, slumped limply in Xiang Yuan's arms. If the latter hadn't held her slender waist, she would have already slumped to the ground like Hakimi.

Those few Heaven and Earth Swords were all created under her control in the two small worlds, exhausting the resources of Xiang Yuan, squeezing him dry time and time again, and each time she had to squeeze out more to create another Heaven and Earth Sword.

You can’t use the production team’s donkey like this!
Su Ran Sword Master is failing; her mental and physical strength has been severely depleted, and Xiang Yuan has drained her of her energy.

Regardless of whether Zhang Tianyang is really dead or not, she has been completely drained by Xiang Yuan. Now she is dizzy, has a splitting headache, and feels nauseous.

"yue~~"

There are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names. Under the twitching gazes of several pairs of eyes, the Bull-Headed Sword Master lay listlessly in Xiang Yuan's arms, gagging a few times. His frail appearance made him look as if he were pregnant.

What's most unbearable is that she actually rubbed her lower abdomen.

Su Ran Sword Master launched a mocking attack, nestled in Xiang Yuan's arms, glanced at Bai Wuyan, and was secretly amused when he sensed a cold gaze coming his way. He quickly shrank back, no longer daring to act rashly.

"Bad maid!"

A cold snort from Fairy Shang left Sword Master Su Ran speechless and attracted three admiring glances.

Xiao Lingyue: Although, I like Fairy Shang even more now.

Chan'er: This guy isn't bad either. If he were a younger sister, and any shameless person came up to her, I'd throw her out and start yelling at her.

Bai Wuyan: This woman does have some courage. If she is expelled from the Sword Heart Sect, she can come to Wushuang...

Coming to Wushuang Palace was one thing, but even Su Ran Sword Master couldn't withstand his disciple's zero-frame attack. The White Palace Master, who valued his reputation, couldn't stand it either. Seeing Xiao Lingyue's admiring expression, as if she had seen someone worth learning from, his cold face grew even colder.

Traitor!

Su Ran Sword Master unleashed a series of powerful attacks, providing logistical support for Xiang Yuan, who was now limp and unable to fight any longer.

Just in case, she closed her eyes tightly, enduring the pressure of Shang Qingmeng's gaze, and bit Xiang Yuan's neck. She took a small sip of wine and used the immortality elixir from her nemesis, her disciple, and others to recover some of her energy.

He's either always around a cow or on his way to be a cow; the nickname "Bull-Headed Sword Master" couldn't be more fitting.

Click!

High in the clear sky, a black crack split open, and a figure stepped out.

He bears some resemblance to Ji Wuzhou, but he is not Zhang Tianyang who has been resurrected. His physical body was evaporated by the chaotic light and completely erased, so there is no possibility of his return.

A vibrant yet deathly aura wafted towards them; the newcomer was a zombie.

Senior Zombie!
Within Senior Jiang's empty body resides a portion of Zhang Tianyang's primordial spirit. Although the configuration is strange, it can be considered an avatar of the Heavenly Emperor, similar to the Golden Armored Demon God of the Heavenly God Realm and the Antarctic Longevity Emperor of the Divine Firmament Realm.

Since Zhang Tianyang himself was dead, his clone took over and became the original body.

Senior Jiang was first unearthed by Xiang Yuan from an ancient tomb outside Fengxian County. After traversing the heavens several times, he felt that this thing was becoming more and more sinister. Fearing that it would be ruined in his hands, he threw it to Daoist Wangji and asked the latter to pass it on to Zhang Tianyang.

After acquiring it, Zhang Tianyang also felt it was strange. He was afraid that keeping it in his hands would lead to scheming and harm himself. Throwing it away or sealing it away was even less safe, so he refined it into an avatar and kept it under his watchful eye.

The original intention was to make use of waste, so that when the order of the Three Realms was restored, this clone could suppress the mortal world. If everything went smoothly, this clone and Ji Wuzhou would return to heaven and earth together; if the plan went wrong, the clone and Ji Wuzhou would bear the consequences of the backlash together.

In the celestial realm, there is no boat to cross the river; in the mortal realm, there is the zombie senior; and with the corpse demon forced to settle in the underworld, the three realms of heaven, earth, and the underworld all have guarantees against backlash. Zhang Tianyang can either advance to become the Heavenly Emperor or retreat to stay out of it, which can be described as killing three birds with one stone, allowing him to rest easy.

Plans can't keep up with changes. He never expected that Xiang Yuan had recently been plotted against, and the small world was advancing by leaps and bounds, causing the Heavenly Dao to take its side and the Mandate of Heaven to be lost.

His original physical body was gone, replaced by a zombie body, and even his primordial spirit was mostly destroyed...

That final step was incredibly difficult.

"Chan'er, shine the light on him!"

Without a second thought, Xiang Yuan hugged Su Ran Sword Master tightly in his arms and whispered to her like a demon, telling her to believe in herself and that if she squeezed, she could still produce another Heaven and Earth Sword.

Su Ran Sword Master rolled his eyes, full of complaints, but still tried to squeeze out another Heaven and Earth Sword.

Otherwise, what else can we do? We're already like this, what else can we do but break up?
As soon as Chan'er finished speaking to Yuan, she summoned the Ancient Mirror of Reincarnation.

Buzz buzz————

Within the celestial canopy of Qingwei Heaven resides Zhang Tianyang's own will, which was originally meant to represent destiny, but now can only represent himself.

In the void, a lotus flower bloomed in reverse, and a blurry phantom emerged from it.

The projection took a step forward, and suddenly trembled, with three completely different auras surging from its body.

boom!
Divide into three!
The first figure radiated divine light, with nine golden palaces hanging high behind him, revealing a majestic celestial palace phantom. This symbolized the majesty of the supreme ruler of the thirty-six heavens and was the embodiment of the entire celestial order—the Dharma Image of the Heavenly Emperor.

The second figure, with its feet planted on mountains and rivers, reveals a vast landscape behind it. As the sun and moon revolve, they reflect the myriad aspects of human life. It carries the foundation of the mortal world's fortune and is the embodiment of the faith of all people, the legitimacy of the dynasty, and the lifeline of the nation—the Dharma Image of the Human Emperor.

The third figure was pitch black, with a myriad of phenomena and the ten courts of the underworld appearing behind it. It did not belong to the mortal world, nor did it belong to the underworld. Instead, it was the ruler who roamed between life and death—the Dharma form of the Lord of the Underworld.

Zhang Tianyang was not like Ji Wuzhou, who would only move forward after being whipped twice. He was determined to obtain the position of Heavenly Emperor. He thought three steps ahead for every step he took. Even before becoming emperor, he had already planned the future order of the Three Realms.

The Heavenly Emperor is supreme; in the Three Realms, no one can surpass him, nor even sit on equal footing with him.

Even allies and collaborators must prioritize him, the Heavenly Emperor!
To achieve his goal, he had long ago created three Dharma forms representing the order and supreme authority of the Three Realms, waiting only for the moment he became emperor so that he could firmly grasp the Three Realms in his hands through these three Dharma forms.

However, for some reason, these three forms are not perfect.

First, let's talk about the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image. The Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image before he became an emperor is missing too many things and cannot represent the Thirty-Six Heavens.

As for the Human Emperor's Dharma Image, Zhang Tianyang used the descendants of Zhou, that is, the Ji clan descendants of Wangjian Villa, as a guide to steal the fortune of the Three Kingdoms to cultivate it. However, the spell was interrupted, and although it has taken shape, it is difficult to represent all things in the human world and is just an empty shell.

The worst off is the Underworld Lord's Dharma Image. The Underworld is now in the hands of the Corpse Queen Mother, and the Underworld Lord's Dharma Image is useless despite its good looks. It is the worst of the three Dharma Images.

The three cards Zhang Tianyang played weren't really trump cards, but rather plans for the future. However, he didn't have many options at the moment. If he couldn't get over this hurdle today, he would be gone, let alone any future.

Previously, his primordial spirit was lost and controlled, so he didn't have time to use these three Dharma forms. Now, he is making a comeback and has decisively gambled on the future.

Under the influence of the will of the small world, the entire world of Qingwei Heaven vanished, returning to its original boundless expanse, and the concepts of time and space became blurred and illusory.

Zen'er reflected the ancient mirror of reincarnation, and the mirror's light directly disappeared into a chaotic gray expanse.

The thick fog rolled and churned, as deep as ink, or like a surging black tide, obscuring sight and the perception of the primordial spirit.

Without giving it much thought, Xiao Lingyue unleashed her full power, displaying the power of the sun and moon in the sky, and stood in front of Chan'er with her sword, using herself as a shield to firmly block her.

At the same time, Shang Qingmeng stood behind Chan'er, back to back, spinning the two divine swords, Jiangxiao and Cangming.

The previous battles showed that even though Zhang Tianyang was severely injured and his strength had declined significantly, he was still not someone the two of them could contend with. In comparison, the Samsara Mirror in Chan'er's hands could not be lost. Protecting Chan'er was equivalent to protecting a trump card.

Bai Wuyan thought the same thing. She locked her primordial spirit onto Chan'er, her body radiating a brilliant white light, waiting for Zhang Tianyang to appear so she could hold him off for a while.

Considering Zhang Tianyang's current severe injuries and the fact that his broken primordial spirit could only reside in a zombie's body, Bai Wuyan compared the two sides' methods and felt that she could defeat him in a one-on-one fight.

It's not an illusion, and Zhang Tianyang is indeed in a bad state now.

Bai Wuyan pondered that this game should be considered won out, even if Zhang Tianyang still had trump cards, and the adulterous couple's secret techniques...

Bang!

Su Ran Sword Master staggered to Bai Wuyan's side, reached out and reached out, wanting to lean on the old woman's shoulder.

He missed, got dodged, and landed face-down on the ground with a thud, his butt sticking up.

Seeing only the adulterous woman and not the adulterer, Bai Wuyan's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly asked, "Where's Xiang Yuan? Weren't you just in his arms?"

"lost."

"..."

What do you mean by "lost"? You can lose someone even if they're nestled in your arms. How come you didn't lose yourself?

You're useless! You can't even keep a man in your sight, what good are you!

Bai Wuyan was furious. She unleashed her Wujie Sword and swung it at Su Ran Sword Master's head. The latter rolled away, bumping into the hem of a white skirt with a thud. He looked up... Shang Qingmeng: (。_。)
Plain-Dyed Sword Master: (;д)
"..." x2
Before Shang Qingmeng could even make a move, Su Ran Sword Master rolled away and went to find Bai Wuyan.

Compared to her difficult apprentice, Bai Wuyan is much easier to deal with. At least, Bai Wuyan can't out-argue her; she can easily control her with a mere smirk.

boom! !

Amidst the chaos, the Dharma forms of the Human Emperor and the Underworld Lord emerged from the thick fog, their bodies towering to the heavens and earth, radiating supreme pressure.

The former summoned the illusory image of the Jade Seal that suppressed the eight wastelands, using mountains and rivers as swords and the state as shields, ascending step by step like lotus blossoms. The latter was entirely black as ink, wrapped in netherworld chains, suppressing all things in the universe with a single hand, controlling life and death, and dominating reincarnation.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Bai Wuyan snorted coldly, her jade hand twirling lightly as the Wujie Sword rose horizontally, its streak of light sweeping down.

Severing the heavens and disrupting the Dao, reversing Yin and Yang!

The sword, which reversed the Yin and Yang energies and annihilated all things, returning them to nothingness, forcefully swept out and slashed at the two Dharma images, intending to cut them in half at the waist with a single strike.

The mirror light of the Reincarnation Mirror was three points faster than the sword light. Before the streak of light fell, it nailed the two Dharma images to death, controlling them so that they had no temper at all.

The magnificent sword light swept across, severing the two Dharma images in half at the waist. The sword's momentum continued unabated, swirling Yin and Yang, devouring the severed bodies above and below, and sending the two Dharma images completely into nothingness.

Bai Wuyan frowned deeply, not doubting that she had succeeded so easily, but that the two Dharma images were no match for her.

That was indeed the case; these two Dharma forms were truly no match for her. What startled her was the Ancient Mirror of Reincarnation, and at the same time, a question arose...

Is Su Ran Sword Master truly a reincarnated being?

Is it possible that Su Ran Sword Master is just a decoy, and that Chan'er is the real reincarnated being?

That's not right either. Su Ran Sword Venerable was once the daughter of the Heavenly Emperor. She was later brought into the Qianyuan Realm by Yan Xuanhe. The Heavenly Emperor wouldn't have misjudged her. She was a genuine reincarnated person.

Unless, this deceptive facade was established long ago...

Bai Wuyan's eyelids twitched. A long time ago, the Corpse Queen Mother had contact with the Heavenly Emperor and created a false reincarnation person to deceive everyone.

"What do you want to do..."

Bai Wuyan sneered repeatedly, her doubts and wariness becoming increasingly difficult to suppress: "You only said half a sentence, a mix of truth and falsehood... Is this all for my own good?"

Damn the Riddler!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

In a world that resembles a small paradise, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the sun and moon alternate, and the laws of heaven and earth are abundant with vital energy, just like reality.

In the woods, a diligent figure is busy, stepping on withered branches and fallen leaves, picking and choosing, searching for the best 'artifact'.

Humming a little tune, I felt very content with my harvest.

Xiao He!

This small world is none other than the place where Yan Xuanhe passed away, located behind the Heavenly Sect, complementing the Heavenly Sect's grand formation.

Some time ago, or more precisely, at the end of last year, Xiao He went to Northern Qi and was manipulated by the ruthless Emperor Wu of Han to achieve the alliance between Qi and Chu.

Princess Wenying, Jiang Yingjun, came from the Northern Qi, while the Hegemon/Young Master of the Heavenly Sect came from the Western Chu. The two sides formed a marriage alliance and concluded a non-aggression pact.

Then Xiao He regretted it. He knew Xiang Yuan too well. The latter, riding on the fragrant Northern Qi princess, would not only not appreciate his kindness, but would also turn around and blame him for everything.

Xiao He wasn't afraid of Xiang Yuan. Xun Yu might have gained an advantage, but he would only talk a big game. In a real fight, he wouldn't do anything to him.

If we kill our buddy, where are we going to find the next scapegoat?

The key is Xiao Lingyue, her own sister. With her mother's support and shouting that they should pretend they never had this son, the sister really dares to beat her brother to death.

He couldn't go home, and Tianzong wasn't safe either. Xiao He thought that the safest place was where Yan Xuanhe had passed away, so he found Ji Wuzhou and asked him to throw him in.

Collect magical artifacts during the day, collect magical artifacts at night, and when you get tired, cultivate for a while to recharge your energy before continuing to collect.

He would be happy to live such a blissful life forever!
This stay lasted for half a year.

The only downside is that there's no one else in this godforsaken place, so even if he finds a divine artifact, he can't show it off.

Traveling in the dark in fine clothes was rather boring, and I was mentally prepared to leave this world and be beaten up by Xiao Lingyue.

The thought of his strong and powerful sister made him ache all over. He thought he would stay and pick up the goods for another six months until the storm had completely passed before going out.

"Sigh, this kind of life, even if I were a god, I wouldn't want to..."

Holy crap, what fell down?
The heavens and earth trembled, and a golden figure fell from the sky. The Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image stood tall and upright, reaching a height of eight hundred feet. Behind him, nine golden palaces hung high, and terrifying pressure emanated, stirring up ripples in the void and creating a hurricane-like wind that pressed down on Xiao He, making it impossible for him to lift his head.

What Bai Wuyan saw as a mere ornament was, to Xiao He, a world-destroying force, possessing boundless supernatural powers, which Xiao He had been helpless against for half his life.

For Xiang Yuan, this was an extremely tough nut to crack.

In particular, the mysterious mirror hanging high above the head of the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image reminded him of some unpleasant memories. Lacking the confidence to kill with a single blow and worried that his skills would be copied, he did not immediately unleash the Chaos Light.

When Qingwei Heaven underwent a drastic change, Xiang Yuan had an ominous premonition. He hugged Su Ran Sword Master tightly, with such force that Su Ran Sword Master's eyes rolled back in his head.

However, it was all for naught. With a spatial displacement, the Su Ran Sword Master, who was almost absorbed into his body, was lost.

Then, a golden Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image appeared before Xiang Yuan, along with Zhang Tianyang, who was riding the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image. Looking at Senior Jiang's face, he was puzzled and also expressed that he couldn't stand it.

No matter how you look at it, Bai Wuyan and Su Ran Sword Master have higher cultivation levels, and they are the biggest hidden dangers.

Zhang Tianyang ignored these two strong women and insisted on fighting him to the death, his face showing anger at Zhang Tianyang's arrogance...

Zhang Tianyang felt cheated, and he really did feel cheated. Senior Jiang used to be his asset, and if he had known that giving him away would be like giving the enemy an advantage, he would have kept him stuck with him.

Furthermore, Zhang Tianyang is comparing himself to a broken sampan. The two reincarnations of the Heavenly Emperors are fighting for the throne. What does this have to do with him and Xiang? Why are you so relentless?
If you're so capable, go find a rickety sampan. What kind of skill is it to bully someone's disciple?
Clearly, Xiang Yuan was unaware that he was not only Ji Wuzhou's disciple, but also Zhang Tianyang's disciple, as well as the disciples of all the Heavenly Emperors in the heavens.

This was also the main reason why Ji Wuzhou was unwilling to accept Xiang Yuan as his true disciple. The broken sampan knew that being the Heavenly Emperor's disciple was not easy, and he did not want to make things too difficult for Xiang Yuan. He only made a small mistake and shifted the blame for the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed onto Xiang Yuan.

Xiang Yuan obtaining the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed was due to Ji Wuzhou's sudden inspiration. Initially, there was no scheming involved, but perhaps it was. After all, in the vast sea of ​​people, Xiang Yuan's encounter with Ji Wuzhou, and the latter's hesitation and attempt to shirk responsibility, cannot be explained by mere coincidence.

Regardless, Ji Wuzhou's sudden inspiration, coupled with a series of subsequent additional investments, ruined Zhang Tianyang's life.

Having lost his destiny, his physical body, and most of his primordial spirit, Zhang Tianyang, in order to separate Xiang Yuan and Su Ran Sword Venerable, tearfully smashed the two Dharma images of the Human Emperor and the Underworld Lord. Even if he could win this battle, his ragtag team wouldn't last long.

He has already lost.

We've lost the future!

At this moment, Zhang Tianyang didn't want anything else but to kill Xiang Yuan and reclaim his destiny.

Even if he can't kill him, he can delay him here until the origin of the Heavenly Dao is completely in harmony. At that time, he will return as the Heavenly Emperor, with supreme power, and suppress all who dare to disobey him.

The Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image brought immense pressure to Xiang Yuan. The moment he fell into this realm, he unleashed his three-headed, six-armed Dharma Image. Relying on his numerically superior wisdom and courage, he repeatedly dodged the Xuan Mirror's rays, determined not to let his image appear in the mirror.

The three-headed, six-armed Dharma form is only three zhang tall, while the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma form is eight hundred zhang tall; the two are not even in the same league.

This is why Xiang Yuan was able to leap and bound, his movements as swift as lightning, dodging and weaving, like flying a kite, while the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Form launched its attacks one-sidedly.

Whenever the Heavenly Emperor's image reacts, whether it's the Xuanjing mirror shining down or a mountain-like giant hand carrying thunderous force pressing down, only a fleeting afterimage can be captured.

After several exchanges, Xiang Yuan discovered that due to his recent diligent cultivation, mainly through seven blood and marrow cleansing sessions, his physical strength was exaggerated, enough to give him an advantage in strength and speed, allowing him to dominate and rub against 'Senior Zombie'.

Zombie Senior has finally fallen behind the version!
boom!
Xiang Yuan threw a punch, without any fancy techniques, purely relying on sheer force to overwhelm the opponent.

Wherever the fist passed, a vacuum channel roared into shape, and space shattered and fragmented. The moment the fist made contact with the 'Zombie Senior's' cheek, it exploded into a blazing white light, as dazzling as the sun falling to earth.

Zhang Tianyang was sent flying backward, and the 800-zhang-tall Heavenly Emperor Dharma Image retreated one after another. To the unsuspecting onlookers, namely Xiao He, it seemed that the Heavenly Emperor Dharma Image, with stars above its head and mountains and rivers under its feet, was knocked back by this punch, directly crushing three high mountains behind it.

Rumble————

The devastating battle advanced relentlessly, leaving mountains crumbling, rivers breaking, and the aftershocks slicing the clouds into a chessboard pattern that took a long time to heal.

Xiao He nodded secretly, then turned and ran, crying and shouting as he ran, "Don't come any closer!"

hum!
With a sword cry, the sword of heaven and earth shot out from Xiang Yuan's palm, piercing down with the power of an entire realm, pointing directly at the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image... and the mysterious mirror hanging above his head.

This sword strike is not meant to kill a person, but only to shatter a mirror!
boom! !

The sword of heaven and earth shattered layers of space, gathering the heavenly laws and principles of the entire small world, and crashed heavily onto the Xuan Mirror. A crisp, shattering sound erupted, and fine cracks spread from the center of the mirror's surface, rapidly expanding across the entire surface.

What a piece of junk! It's just a scare tactic!
All three ministers frowned simultaneously. The prime minister in the center suddenly widened his brow, transforming it into a dazzling sword light that shattered the broken mirror, turning it into dust that dissipated into the sky.

Without that disgusting mirror, Xiang Yuan immediately let loose, took a step forward, and, disregarding the severe depletion of his true energy, activated the divine power he had prepared beforehand.

Boom!

The three-headed, six-armed Dharma image, which was three zhang in size, suddenly expanded at this moment, its muscles bulging and its bones cracking, growing to a height of a thousand zhang in the blink of an eye.

Its imposing presence was overwhelming and unmatched.

Law heaven and earth!

The next instant, the thousand-foot-tall Dharma Image unleashed a fist imprint that blotted out the sky, striking the Heavenly Emperor Dharma Image with a single blow, shattering its head.

A series of fist shadows crashed down...

The golden light disintegrated, the heavens and earth trembled, and the laws of nature cried out in anguish.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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