The next instant, the two axe blades collided. Countless brilliant lights burst forth, and radiant clouds shimmered across the sky. Looking closely, one could see twenty-two Dao Prototypes grinding against one another, with neither side able to gain the upper hand.
The axe blades locked in a stalemate. The surrounding space shattered, then was restored by the energy within the Eternal Tower, only to be torn apart again the next moment. The cycle repeated without end.
But after just two or three breaths, the axe blade in Jiang Shu's hand suddenly collapsed with a deafening roar. It seemed unwilling to lose to a mere replica. Even the Dao resonance around it was devoured, and the remaining force hurtled toward Jiang Shu, intent on chopping him to pieces.
"Just what I wanted!"
Jiang Shu stood tall in the air, his dragon-like blood and qi blazing around him. His hair whipped in the wind as he laughed wildly.
Beneath his robe, his sinewy flesh tensed like coiled dragons. The Dao of Strength and Devouring Dao suddenly lit up in the sky like the Milky Way. He threw a punch.
The Three Thousand Great Daos had always existed throughout heaven and earth.
They were like the boundless primordial energy: only after opening your acupoints could you sense them.
The Great Daos were the same. Unless one reached a certain level, let alone comprehending a Great Dao, even sensing one was utterly impossible.
The Great Daos were not independent. Some gave rise to one another, countered one another, or complemented one another.
Jiang Shu had grasped this when he advanced to the Myriad Phenomena Realm.
During his time cultivating in the Eternal Tower, he had constantly experimented as well. Among cultivators of the same realm, he had comprehended more than enough Great Daos.
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