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As his mind gained more leeway and became capable of self-conversion, Li Su's mountain-moving process immediately became much easier.

His speed began to increase. Though every Dao Mountain was complex enough, he had accumulated far too much, too ruthlessly, during the first trial.

It was like solving a math problem. It was not frightening if you did not know how to do it, nor if you did. What was frightening was only half knowing how—then you naturally had to rack your brains.

A Dao Mountain descended. In an instant, he cracked open its core and went straight to the crux of the problem.

With two or three crisp cracks, Li Su had it sorted out and filled in the gaps.

More and more, faster and faster.

Ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand.

Each time he completed the restoration of a Dao Mountain, Li Su could not help taking a deep breath, his gaze flickering continuously.

Because as the number of Dao Mountains he sorted through grew, not only was he getting faster, but more importantly, something was taking shape within his heart.

At first, he had not paid it much attention.

But as the outline continued to take form, gradually becoming a phantom, Li Su was shaken.

It was the Profound Yellow Tower!

He had clearly only been sorting it out, yet its imprint was unimaginably profound. It had actually assembled itself within his heart, taking shape at last and reflecting into his mind!

Of course, it was incomplete. After all, the number of mountains he had moved was still far too few—not even one-twelfth of the homework the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Tower had assigned him.

Yet even so, it still possessed a trace of wondrous power.

The Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Tower itself was undoubtedly