Please, Master, Guide Me

The Azure Edge Dao Art, whether divided or combined, never strayed from the essence of forming arrays through inscriptions; only the applications it displayed differed.

When divided, it shifted in countless ways, echoing one another from afar.

When combined, its power condensed, breaking ingenuity with brute force.

Between division and union, the evolution of inscription arrays likewise accorded with the Great Dao, capable of bringing the Chaos Great Dao and the power of chaos to their utmost limit.

When Lu Chong dealt with Hong Bo, he had used at most five inscription flying swords, drawing on less than a tenth of his strength.

On one hand, the power of chaos granted by his superior Dao foundation surpassed the other party's a hundredfold in both abundance and purity.

On the other hand, Lu Chong's Azure Edge Dao Art had already reached the eighth realm. Naturally, his Great Dao inscriptions were more stable than his opponent's, and his Dao essence was richer.

Still, he would not look down on all under heaven because of this. There were no lack of past prodigies with superior Dao foundations in the dojo.

And if he wished to contend for the top three of the entire Azure Edge Dojo—or even become chief—Lu Chong was bound to encounter opponents far stronger than Hong Bo.

"There are less than half a month left before the competition between branch Dao arenas begins. I'm afraid my Dao comprehension realm won't improve much further."

Lu Chong analyzed this inwardly. Besides, he truly did not have many contribution points left to support further Dao comprehension in his cave dwelling.

"But I can use this time to hurry and improve my Dao art further."

With equal Dao comprehension realms, the more profound one's Dao art, the greater one's strength.

But to further improve