As the thought crossed his mind, Zhao Cheng's mental force erupted, and the lingering radiance of Immortality upon Chu Guang immediately began to condense, gathering into a single gleaming spark.
Though this Immortality had formed after the path had veered away, it had ultimately originated from Zhao Cheng. Compared to directly using the Great Abyss Mark to explore Immortality, studying this spark of radiance to comprehend the path of Immortality was undoubtedly tens of millions of times easier.
As for using it to attain Immortality, Zhao Cheng had no such intention.
Although this Dao Fruit had been proven by the Nine Pillars, fused with the mysteries of countless civilizations, then tempered through the Great Destruction Calamity—dying and being reborn through nirvana before finally condensing a wisp of Immortality—even across all of ancient and modern time, Immortality of such quality was rare indeed. It could be called a supreme Dao Fruit.
But Zhao Cheng saw farther than that.
This Dao Fruit was still infinitely distant from the Dao Fruit of a Dimensional Demon God. As for a Transdimensional Dao Fruit, if one had to measure it, it was separated by two infinities.
Once a path was set, the Dao was achieved without regret. It was not impossible to alter it afterward, but the chance was simply too slim.
And Zhao Cheng had already made up his mind.
He was now caught within the game. Who knew how many calamities, how much karma, how many schemes were being verified upon him?
Under such circumstances, if he deluded himself into thinking he could withdraw unscathed from the rapids and preserve himself through compromise, that would be nothing but a joke.
In the struggle for the Great Dao, take one step back and every step thereafter would be backward. By the time he truly