Although he had taken Pei Feng's identity, Li Su's cultivation had not stopped because of it. Transcendent power continued to pour into him without end.
Progress in the Ten-Billion Dao Realm was swift. The second realm was already nearly two-thirds full, and the third realm was no longer far away.
Now that he had successfully infiltrated that organization, Li Su instead hoped for a longer stretch of peace.
After all, his current realm was still not particularly strong.
If a Limit Great Luo entered the fray, he would most likely still have to retreat three steps.
After all, a supreme treasure was far too sensitive a thing. It was not suitable to expose directly.
Thus, the best approach was still to continuously raise his own strength—the stronger, the better.
He did not need to become a Limit Great Luo. So long as he could narrow the gap between them, the difficulty of dealing with one would greatly decrease.
Ideally, he could wait another ten years or so before acting. By then, he should be around the seventh or eighth realm. If he faced a Limit Great Luo head-on—provided they were not near-Saint level like Heartless True Person and the others—there basically would not be much of a problem.
Of course, that possibility was undoubtedly minuscule.
This foreign domain had already formed nearly twenty years ago. The fluctuations within had in fact weakened considerably. By his senses, it would stabilize completely in a few months at the soonest, or one or two years at most.
Once that happened, exploration would begin immediately.
He just did not know what this organization intended to do this time.
Sometimes, they began a full-force recovery operation in the opening phase; sometimes in the middle phase; and sometimes not until the final phase.
Naturally, the plans