The Great Bell surged grandly toward the place where the Dao light was most intense. Along the path of the Great Dao, flying with the current of the Dao, one would often see its radiance grow increasingly intense, as though layers upon layers had piled together, growing incomparably dense.
The farther forward one went, the denser it became, and the greater the resistance. To fly to the very end was like fighting against the Great Dao one had cultivated oneself. Every step became arduous, and moving even an inch was difficult.
After undergoing untold hardships to reach the end, one still had to leave one's eternal imprint there, proving one's own Great Dao.
Xu Ying had been able to accomplish this because his strength had long since been enough to reach the end. However, his Postnatal Great Dao had flaws and could not completely unify the chaos state. Later, under the Dao Sovereign's guidance, he managed to unify the chaos state and only then cultivated the end of the Great Dao.
But Master Zhong was a magic treasure. Magic treasures cultivated the True by Refining the False, and were naturally deficient in Magic Power. After all, everything came from Refining the False to Cultivate the True. Every realm was false, and only later was it gradually refined into something real.
It could unleash its own might, but to unleash all its power, it still needed someone to refine and control it.
With Xu Ying's help, it fully unleashed its might. Leaving its imprint at the end of the Great Dao was then only natural!
The next moment, the Great Bell had already flown to the end of the Great Dao. Here, the Dao light was at its most blazing, dazzling and scorching, as if it were about to refine the