Aside from saying he had cheated, people truly could not think of any other words to describe this situation.
At first, Ye Xiwen had deliberately headed toward the Heavenly Race's Sealed Land. But later, Ye Xiwen no longer had any particular destination. Or rather, his overall goal was still the Heavenly Race's Sealed Land, but instead of traveling in a straight line, he walked slowly, comprehending constantly as he went.
It could basically be understood as going wherever his feet took him.
The commotion along the way was tremendous. As he repaired his Dao and severed his past Dao, Ye Xiwen had become completely immersed in his own Great Dao. Other than the most basic vigilance, he had nearly lost all perception of everything else.
Many people saw this clearly. He had practically lost all awareness and simply drifted with the current, his body going wherever it went.
Yet his aura was still growing stronger. For that very reason, no one dared approach him, even though he looked as though he had completely sunk into the ocean of the Great Dao.
Then another twenty years passed. Ye Xiwen walked faster and faster, yet his aura grew weaker and weaker, as though it were being hacked away piece by piece while he was still alive.
It was exceedingly strange and terrifying.
It was different from before. Previously, Ye Xiwen's aura had grown stronger and stronger, like a soaring dragon rising into the skies, ready to ascend beyond the nine heavens.
But now, it was as though he were cutting away his own Dao. It constantly collapsed and crumbled, slowly falling from the level of a Quasi-Emperor to that of a God King, from a God King to an ordinary deity, and even directly below the level of Dao Attainment.
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