How long was eleven years?
To Dao Gu, it was not even the flick of a finger.
He had stood in the Perfect Dimension for untold tens of thousands of origin cycles. Often, even the slightest insight took an origin cycle to attain.
He had never imagined it.
In eleven years, as fleeting as a mayfly's life, a living being's strength could undergo such an immense transformation!
From beneath the taboo level to a taboo life!
The reason he had traveled upstream through the River of Time into the past was that he had been certain Li Yue's strength was far inferior to his own.
A pseudo-taboo being, even one whose vast power reached the High Creation-grade level, was still terribly weak before a true High Creation-grade taboo life!
His journey upstream through the River of Time had chiefly been to avoid Death-Qi Pangu.
He had never taken Li Yue seriously. If Li Yue dared come?
He would simply slay him!
But now—
His opponent's Dao had actually reached the taboo level!!
He had clearly become a taboo life!!
Boom—!
Ten immensely vast, boundlessly imposing Dao Disks spanned the space above the Pangu Dimension. Each exuded a terrifying taboo aura, in no way inferior to that of a High Creation-grade taboo life!
Immeasurable radiance surged.
Infinite mighty power flowed.
Endless great Daos raged.
At this very moment—
All living beings seemed insignificant, like tiny ants born at dawn only to die at dusk!
Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Biao, Zhu Xiongying, Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, Qi Jiguang, Liu Bowen, Yu Qian, Zhang Juzheng... every great minister of Martial Ming was stunned senseless with horror.
What vast, invincible might!
Even the combined strength of all Martial Ming was no more than an ant beneath such terrifying power!
"Swords, emerge."
Li Yue spoke coldly.