The trembling demon curled up in fear.
Tu Shan Jun extended his ghostly hand and reached forward. "Soon. I already bear the Great Dao of Reincarnation within me; the manifestation of the Dao Flower is only a matter of time."
"As long as I obtain the divine souls of one or two more Dao Lords, I can completely condense the Dao Flower, achieve the Three Flowers Gathering Atop the Head, and fully materialize the Great Dao of Reincarnation."
His ethereal, hoarse voice could not conceal his excitement and agitation.
He had waited too long for this day—so long that he could hardly wait any longer.
Fortunately, Tu Shan Jun's will was as steadfast as rock, utterly unmoved by his own desires.
Otherwise, after collecting Yuan Tong's divine soul, he would already have had the chance to condense the Reincarnation Dao Flower and materialize the Great Dao of Reincarnation.
If he could wait a thousand years, how could he possibly be short of a few more days?
"Restrain impatience and endure."
He spread open his azure palm. Under the turning of the yin-yang millstone, divine light from the source of the Reincarnation Dao spun forth, wisps of Dao breath drifting like immortal floss.
The divine light reflected one another, and the Dao breath intertwined, forming what resembled a great mirror.
Looking closer, it seemed more like a lofty platform.
Yet when one's gaze truly sank into it, it felt as though one had fallen into a deep well.
The demon's eyes widened.
As it drew near that unknown manifestation of the Great Dao, it felt as though even its body had undergone purification. It inspired both longing and dread, as if the self absorbed within would no longer be its original self.
"Master, what is this?!"
The demon trembled, not daring