The foundation of an overlord state needed no questioning.
Qi State had risen all the way to where it stood today, destroying who knew how many states and extinguishing who knew how many sects. The various Daoist Arts in its national treasury could be called as vast as the sea, while the Art Academy, into which enormous national resources had been poured, continually produced new Daoist Arts.
With so many powerful Daoist Arts available for him to choose from, why had Jiang Wang selected an old art like Six Desires Bodhisattva?
It was not because he possessed any great affinity for Buddhism or exceptional spiritual insight. It was because this Daoist Art suited him extraordinarily well.
The so-called six desires also began with the eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, and mind.
The Daoist Art he had imprinted in the Fourth Inner Palace, Five Senses Hell, was precisely concerned with the eye, ear, nose, tongue, and body. His experience with that art could almost be transferred wholesale into Six Desires Bodhisattva.
Sound-killing through ear consciousness was also his specialty. One of the six desires was nearly fulfilled from the outset. It could be said that it would be difficult to find a Daoist Art better suited to his current situation.
And indeed, Jiang Wang had spent far less time on this Daoist Art than on Azure Dragon Seven Transformations, yet he mastered it earlier.
Wither-Bloom Monastery had once stood at the height of its power, its branch monasteries spread throughout Qi State. Its legacy was naturally anything but ordinary.
Six Desires Bodhisattva, for example, was a classic Daoist Art that had endured the washing of time, making excellent use of spiritual consciousness and the six senses. Its strengths were pronounced, yet it had no obvious weaknesses. Even placed in the present