For a time, Lin Ming reached the early phase of the Late Stage Nine-Star Dou Saint. This was the strongest realm in the world today, and at this moment, Lin Ming had also stepped into that domain.
But the climb was still continuing.
The middle phase of the Late Stage Nine-Star Dou Saint...
The peak of the late stage...
Lin Ming's aura was already no weaker than Hun Tiandi's and Gu Yuan's! In fact, faintly, there were even signs that he was surpassing them!
And that rising momentum still showed no sign of stopping.
That vast energy was like a flood bursting through a dam, constantly pushing his aura upward, upward, and upward again!
At the very instant that climb lasted to its limit, Lin Ming's heart suddenly beat once.
That beat was anything but ordinary. It was stronger than usual, deeper than usual, as if within that beat lay some kind of ancient rhythm.
And beneath that beat, within Lin Ming's heart, the blood flowing there suddenly stirred faintly.
A drop of blood appeared for no reason. Originally, it had been no different from the rest of his blood, but at this moment, it suddenly glowed with a faint light. Then, a suction force quietly spread out from within it.
That suction force was so faint it could almost be ignored, yet it carried an indescribable... longing.
It was as if an ancient existence that had slumbered for endless years had finally awakened, yearning for something that could truly bring it to life.
And under the pull of that suction force, within Lin Ming's dantian, inside that Five-Colored Qi Vortex, a wisp of Five-Colored Light broke away!
That Five-Colored Light, interwoven from the five origin forces of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, turned into a thin ray