I felt deeply worried by Zhang Fan's words. "Although the Dao Ancestor Realm is no longer the realm of ants, I'm still terrified. From now on, I'll never again feel that sensation of advancing a thousand miles in a single day."
"Although my cultivation is still growing slowly, I have a feeling that even after hundreds of thousands of years, I'll still be at this level. The only difference will be that the Spiritual Energy required will have increased countless times."
"That would be completely useless." Zhang Fan shook his head, his face full of disdain. "Back then, the Second Old Ancestor's Spiritual Energy cultivation was unfathomably deep. He had already endured it for who knows how many years. That kind of suffering is simply unimaginable."
"One could say that he had already reached the pinnacle of Spiritual Energy cultivation. In many people's eyes, that realm was already considered extremely powerful."
"But in the eyes of the Evil Gods or the Heavenly Beings, he was still no different from an ant. Unless you grasp the laws, you're an ant for one day, no matter how powerful you are."
"You must take another step forward and reach the Quasi-God Realm. Only then will you be able to see your path clearly."
I nodded and sank into deep thought. During this period, Zhang Fan had been teaching me selflessly. I gradually understood that gods grasped the laws. If I wanted to fight against gods, I had to grasp the laws as well.
Otherwise, I wouldn't even be able to deal with a single avatar of an Evil God.
On the battlefield, I had already seen the avatars of Evil Gods attack several times. A single glance was enough to drive a Dao Ancestor mad. Countless Dao Ancestors who had fought me fiercely