The City of Time and Space was very peaceful, and Su Mo also devoted himself wholeheartedly to cultivation.
Cultivation knows no years; without sunrises and sunsets, he was completely lost in comprehension.
Time accelerated, one day passing as three years, hurrying by.
Several thousand years later, Su Mo's taboo Great Dao reached the middle stage.
The Primordial Ancestral Dragon had given Su Mo over eighteen thousand Primordial Spirits. Because some people had comprehended two Great Daos, the Dao Crystals refined from them reached around twenty thousand.
One by one, these Dao Crystals were thoroughly comprehended by Su Mo, becoming his own power of the Great Dao.
Ten thousand years passed!
One hundred thousand years passed!
Over three hundred thousand years passed!
On this day, after being in closed-door cultivation for more than three hundred years, Su Mo finally emerged because the Grand Elder had come to find him.
Inside the palace, the Grand Elder and Su Mo sat facing each other.
"Su Mo, the Dao Fruits will mature in a little over a hundred years. How are your preparations coming along?" the Grand Elder asked in a deep voice.
"Pretty good. With my current strength, I wouldn't dare say I compare to those Dao Masters, but I won't be much weaker either," Su Mo said with a nod, though his words were somewhat reserved.
"Mm, that is best."
The Grand Elder nodded and continued, "If you lack confidence, it is fine to give up on the Dao Fruits, but since you are so confident, you must contend for them."
"How does one contend for the Dao Fruits?" Su Mo asked. Dao Fruits were extremely precious, and every Dao Master wanted to keep them for themselves. Surely it wouldn't come down to a massive battle among a group of Dao Masters