The heavens and earth here are profoundly thick; once Tao is achieved, it can suppress all things.
One edge of the sky is its own realm, standing shoulder to shoulder with all creation.
Jiang Hao saw the other party rise from the ruins, his originally fragile body now like a boulder, standing unyielding, later his body was like a hillside, rivers, mountains, a confluence of hundreds of rivers, an ocean.
Ultimately, condensing the great force of the mountain and sea.
Realizing Tao, suppressing the ancient lands for all of eternity.
At this time, Jiang Hao, with the help of his Brother's Tao, condensed a mountain.
When he opened his eyes, he curiously asked Heavenly Note Sect: "How long has it been?"
"Just one day." Heavenly Note Sect replied.
Jiang Hao nodded: "That seems rather long."
Heavenly Note Sect nodded.
Indeed, it is quite long.
The Holy Master then felt it strange, one day to comprehend one's own Tao, is that long?
Next is the Tao of the Saint Bandits.
