"What kind of monster is this?!"
Melville's expression changed as she rapidly retreated.
A Great Dao!
It gave her an incomparably profound aura of the Great Dao!
He had clearly never attained the Dao, yet facing him felt like facing the true Cosmic Great Dao itself—an ancient, ultimate existence among the highest main laws within the universe's fundamental Great Dao diagram.
"This person is very strange. He has not attained the Dao, yet he possesses such Great Dao majesty! How can his comprehension of the laws of the entire universe be so terrifying?"
His principle was not complicated: cultivate countless Great Daos, then unify and blend them. It sounded simple, but who could accomplish it? Ordinary cultivators cultivated one, or four. He cultivated "all." In this world, there was almost no existence that was omniscient and omnipotent, cultivating every system.
Even ancient cosmic beings with immensely long lifespans could not cultivate every system. This was not something that could be achieved merely through a long life!
Unless one possessed thousands or even tens of thousands of Gene Slots, allowing them to fuse them one by one and cultivate each Great Dao in turn. But was that possible? It was utterly impossible!
There were no creatures in the world with that many Gene Slots.
No one could walk the path of "all." Without comprehension of "all," how could anyone wield such skilled, inconceivable methods of blending Great Dao laws? In truth, Xu Zhi's comprehension was even greater than Medusa's.
For atop Medusa's foundation, he also possessed the insights of four thousand Dao Attainers. At that moment, his thoughts flowed freely, as though reaching the heavens. More than half the world became transparent to him, and he felt that he was the true "all," the true entire universe. Everything obscure and unclear