Feng Changqing's Admonition

"Reporting to Master, this disciple condensed a Grand Avenue Golden Core with twelve qi vortices," Song Changsheng answered respectfully.

A sharp light immediately flashed in Feng Changqing's eyes as he hastily asked, "What kind of Great Dao?"

"This disciple primarily cultivates the Yin-Yang Great Dao. My Golden Core is likewise black and white in color—perhaps it is the Yin-Yang Great Dao?" Song Changsheng was not certain either. This had already reached the limits of his knowledge.

"Yin-Yang Law, Yin-Yang Law... Could this be the will of Heaven?" Feng Changqing murmured softly, flickering light glinting uncertainly in his eyes.

At that moment, a doubt could not help arising in the bottom of Song Changsheng's heart. Was the figure before him truly nothing more than a projection?

"This disciple does not understand. I ask Master to enlighten me."

"Heavenly secrets must not be revealed. If one day you can stand at the summit of this realm, I will naturally tell you. These are some of my insights into the Grand Dao Laws. Study them well, and do not grow slack."

Feng Changqing gently tapped a finger against Song Changsheng's forehead. A brilliant radiance flashed, and a vast torrent of information instantly flooded into Song Changsheng's mind.

The Sword Dao, the Path of Space, the Dao of Yin and Yang, the Dao of the Five Elements, the Dao of Thunder, the Dao of Strength...

The countless and varied Law Insights left Song Changsheng's eyes reeling.

"My insights into the Grand Dao Laws are numerous and diverse, yet every one has reached this realm's limit.

People often say that one who grasps at too much cannot chew it all, that among three thousand Great Daos, one need only choose one.

But I do not see it that way. Mediocre talents have their own way