So how was he supposed to neutralize the power of a Great Luo at the billion-Dao realm?
Using the strength of the Taiyi realm to solve such a problem was undoubtedly like a high school student planning to tackle a world-class conundrum alone. It was pure fantasy—something one could never touch even after exhausting several lifetimes.
Li Su was not quite in that position. After all, he had a foundation. The Seven Supreme Sages had not merely granted him immense power; they had also laid down an unsurpassable foundation for him. When it came to sensitivity toward the Great Dao, there was likely no Taiyi in this world who surpassed him. No—even among Great Luos, there was probably no one with more than him.
With such a foundation, he at least possessed the prerequisite for solving the problem.
Even so, with the gap of an entire major realm between them, wouldn't such a feat still be unimaginable?
Even with his astonishing talent, his comprehension far beyond that of ordinary people, and a brain capable of operating like ten supercomputers, this was absolutely not a problem he could unravel just by giving it some thought.
Even if that billion-Dao realm expert was not particularly gifted, the difficulty would not diminish in the slightest.
Because that person's power had been accumulated through the long years of an entire lifetime of cultivation.
How vast was the life of a Great Luo?
Ten thousand years? A hundred thousand years? No, not even a million years was necessarily the limit.
Take the simplest mathematical problem—one plus one. Even if it were added only once a minute, over hundreds of thousands of years, the result would still pile up into an infinitely enormous number.
And solving this problem did not merely require knowing the final total.