"Return to Truth 8th Realm? Return to Truth 8th Realm!!! He actually... broke through two realms in succession within a single day. How did he do it? Some kind of special technique, or..."
Fifty miles away, a white-haired old man closed his eyes, his heart shaken. By feeling alone, he had already sensed the realm Jiang Dali had broken through to.
His feet never stopped as his wide sleeves fluttered, and he strode swiftly toward the Leshan Giant Buddha. Every step he took seemed measured with a ruler, each stride exactly the same length.
Yet strangely, whenever he took a step, his figure would appear like a ghost thirty zhang away.
Thus, every ten steps carried the old man three hundred zhang away. One moment he seemed to be right before one's eyes; the next, only a tiny silhouette could be seen in the distance, giving off an unfathomable air.
Yet even such an unfathomable person now felt, before the even more inscrutable Jiang Dali, that there was always a higher mountain beyond the mountain.
Atop the Leshan Giant Buddha.
Jiang Dali's towering, demon-god-like body was bathed in crackling arcs of lightning and fire. He had been scorched black all over, even his hair smoking. Every scrap of clothing on him had burned away. Even his bird's nest golden silk pants and Iron Nail Bracers had melted into lumps of iron beneath nature's mighty force, sticking respectively to his crotch and arms.
At this moment, only the Dali Fire Qilin Saber on his back and Bodhidharma's Heart hanging around his neck remained undamaged.
Even his body, comparable to a divine weapon, had been injured after suffering more than a dozen lightning strikes. Even the Divine Demon Adamantine Body could not withstand such terrifying power.
Yet at this moment, through the