Failed!
The thing he had been proudest of had failed.
Tang Sanzang before him had relied on nine lifetimes of cultivation and ten lifetimes of Reincarnation to actually catch up to him in the path of yoga.
The Yoga God was furious, yet completely out of options.
His current eight million four hundred thousand postures were already the limit of his yoga path. Even he found it difficult to break through, so continuing to improve was utter nonsense.
[What a pity. The Yoga God has no way to improve any further now. At this point, I'll have to recommend a famous teacher to you. If you can receive her guidance, there may still be some hope.]
That famous teacher wouldn't be you, Qingqing, would it?
The Heavenly Venerates in Three Pure Ones Hall reasonably suspected as much.
There was no need to even compare Qingqing's understanding of yoga to the Yoga God's at the same realm.
Qingqing's realm was countless levels above the Yoga God's. She would certainly qualify as a famous teacher.
If he truly received Qingqing's guidance, eight million four hundred thousand would be nothing more than a tiny starting point.
As for such an outcome—
The Three Pure Ones could only lament it inwardly.
If he wanted to defeat Tang Sanzang now, he could no longer limit himself to superficial dancing. He had to demonstrate its destructive power.
Unless something unexpected happened, they were about to truly begin fighting.
[Flames have appeared around the dance. The Dance King is finally going to exert himself. He's finally realized that whether someone can keep up with the dance steps is all empty—the only thing real is victory or defeat.]
[The important part of the Destruction Dance is destruction.]
"This one really changes at the drop of a hat."
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