At this moment, the number of Spirit Metamorphs was at its highest since the last Discussing the Dao on Bedrock. Even those who hadn't yet reached that level would do everything they could to reach it over the next two years.
Countless cultivators, sects, and families had made preparations, all waiting for this moment.
The Bedrock Foundation was now in Zhi Kong Domain. The first to strike it was an Ancestor Realm expert.
The lower the realm of the person discussing the Dao, the more helpful it was to cultivators of lower realms. However, the lowest level capable of striking the Bedrock Foundation was the Ancestor Realm. Anyone below that couldn't even get close to it, much less strike it.
Since ancient times, those capable of helping lower-level cultivators undergo Spirit Metamorphosis had either been Ancestor Realm experts or those powerful enough to wield Sequence Rules. If a Primordial Realm expert discussed the Dao, it would be of almost no help to lower-level cultivators.
The Bedrock Foundation resembled a millstone, as if it could grind the heavens beneath it. It could expand or shrink at will.
An old man strode through the sky and came to a stop before the Bedrock Foundation. His gaze was complicated, his voice filled with excitement and emotion. "I never thought I'd be fortunate enough to discuss the Dao and die. My life is complete. My time is nearly up, and I'm glad I dragged this broken body of mine through to this day."
"I am Zhao Lingbo. May the martial arts of the Spiritualized Universe flourish for countless ages. May my descendants bring honor to their ancestors throughout history. I can die without regret."
Clang!
The tremendous sound rippled through the still starry sky. Zhao Lingbo's body glowed, and specks of light drifted from