Luo Zheng felt as though a strange ray of light had shot into his mind.
The True Meaning of the Dao was originally incomparably complex.
As he recited it, the True Meaning contained within was able to stir his soul, engraving those words firmly into it.
If he could not bear the True Meaning of the Dao within, he naturally could not recite it. Thus, forcibly memorizing these tens of thousands of words was impossible. He could only comprehend and memorize them while reciting them.
The more words there were, the True Meaning of the Dao would rise by geometric multiples, and the greater its impact on the soul would be!
If he stubbornly forced himself onward, then even someone as formidable as Yu Shenfeng, one of the outstanding figures among the Great Perfection experts, would ultimately be unable to withstand the pressure within the True Meaning. That was why Yu Shenfeng frequently fainted.
After Luo Zheng attained enlightenment in an instant, he discovered that all the pressure had vanished without a trace.
Afterward, he recited the True Meaning of Dao's Naturalness again, and it became exceptionally easy. As he continued reciting, Luo Zheng also felt his soul ascend into a strange world.
It was a desolate ocean...
Faint crystalline light was scattered throughout the ocean. It seemed to stretch into infinity, with the opposite shore nowhere in sight.
As he took one step forward, an illusory little boat appeared beneath his feet. At that moment, Luo Zheng's heart faintly settled. Only by relying on this boat could he possibly cross this boundless sea.
In the Side Hall...
Yu Shenfeng, who had originally been as fired up as if he had been injected with stimulants, and Jing Wu Huan, who had been constantly calming his state of mind, both stared