The white sand beach stretched on without end, layer after layer of waves constantly beating against the shore.
Golden Swan Great Saint spoke in a ceaseless torrent, while Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged beneath the boulder, listening with full concentration.
No one knew how long had passed before Golden Swan Great Saint finally had his fill of talking and stopped. He grinned in satisfaction and said, "All right, we'll leave it there for now. This Saint will first teach you the Heaven Supporting One Qi Art."
When Zhao Sheng heard this, his spirits immediately soared. He promptly straightened his posture and looked at Golden Swan Great Saint with shining eyes.
At this moment, Golden Swan Great Saint reached out and groped over his body for a while, finally plucking a tuft of golden monkey fur from his waist.
He placed the monkey fur by his mouth and blew gently at it.
The golden monkey fur floated up, then silently transformed into a hazy ball of light that flashed into Zhao Sheng's forehead.
In an instant, boundless information surged wildly into Zhao Sheng's mind like a flood, spawning countless ancient symbols and ripples of laws in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Sheng's head felt as if it would split apart. Vaguely, he sensed an ancient "existence" so vast it was unimaginable, and indescribable.
No matter how wide he opened his eyes, even when his divine sense and consciousness expanded to their limit, he still could not clearly see the ancient existence's "form" or "face."
He seemed to have become the incarnation of the rules of the universe. Merely by existing there, he could shake the rules rooted in the very lowest depths of the cosmos.
He was the ultimate incarnation of force, and also the eternal symbol of force—immortal and indestructible,