Late Forget Dao Realm...
Peak Forget Dao Realm...
Song Zhong did not know how much time had passed when the aura inside his body suddenly erupted.
Crack.
A crisp sound rang out from within him, as though some shackle had been broken.
Sound?
He should not have been able to sense sound, yet in this moment, he heard it as naturally as breathing.
In this moment, the aura inside his body surged wildly, like a great river bursting its banks, like a volcano that had stored up its fury for hundreds of millions of years finally erupting, madly scouring his limbs and bones, every inch of his meridians, every single cell.
At the same time, his heart had never felt so clear and unobstructed.
Everything before his eyes had completely changed.
In that instant, he even faintly saw strands of translucent thread. Those threads formed mysterious patterns one after another, and those patterns seemed like the highest existences, with everything operating within them.
These were... laws!
In this moment, he had seen the laws. Though in the next instant those laws had already vanished from sight, he truly had seen them.
This was something he had never experienced in any of his previous breakthroughs.
Piercing through to the origin, staring straight at the laws!
This was a Quasi-Saint!
The gap between Quasi-Saint and the Forget Dao Realm was truly far, far too vast!
Boom!
A sudden, earthshaking sound rang out.
Song Zhong looked up. In the blink of an eye, the space above his head turned pitch-black as ink.
Layer upon layer of Tribulation Clouds appeared, churning and gathering wildly.
He had already passed through countless heavenly tribulations, and the tribulations he endured had always been far more terrifying than those of cultivators at the same cultivation realm.
But in