Seven hundred and twenty pure yang divine consciousnesses were like seven hundred and twenty flawless, snow-white eight-pointed stars, gleaming with utterly pure, razor-sharp spiritual light.
Tempered by the lightning tribulation, the number of pure yang divine consciousnesses in the Taiyuan Divine Image had nearly tripled.
The Taiyuan Divine Image's divine-sense perception radius had also reached two million li.
Condensing a divine wheel provided an extraordinarily immense enhancement to pure yang divine consciousness. Not only had the range of divine-sense perception increased, but the might of his sword intent had surged as well.
It was no exaggeration to say that Gao Xian could now use sword intent from a hundred li away to kill seventh-rank cultivators such as Mysterious Underworld and Bai Kui.
Of course, that did not mean his opponents had no ability to resist whatsoever. To kill a seventh rank with sword intent, he would need to continually wear down their mana and divine consciousness before finding an opportunity to destroy them.
Killing with sword intent sounded lofty and profound, but in truth, it was far less efficient than using a sword directly.
The formation of his divine wheel had also granted him another five thousand years of lifespan, bringing his total longevity to seventy-nine thousand years.
Such an increase was quite considerable, but Gao Xian felt that he had likely reached some kind of limit. Even if he condensed more divine wheels in the future, the results probably would not be nearly so good.
Gao Xian felt that the most important gain this time was mastering the Taiji Sword Scripture, which had also allowed him to glimpse hope of advancing to the eighth rank.
In his view, as long as he could cultivate the Taiji Sword Scripture to the perfected Grandmaster realm, then use the Army-Breaking Heavenly Sha