Li Su rubbed his nose, feeling utterly unlucky.
Luckily, there was no one else around. Otherwise, he would have had to shut himself away for a while.
He let out a long breath and began sorting through his own condition.
For a True Immortal to break through into Taiyi was no minor leap in cultivation. It was a stride across an entire major realm, shattering one's shackles and entering another level.
Such an advancement could absolutely be called a complete qualitative transformation. The feeling of it was beyond words.
It was like an ape-man becoming human. Though the two seemed to stand upon the same line of evolution, their essential cores were already wholly different.
It truly was very different.
The advancement had brought Li Su an entirely different feeling.
He had clearly only just ascended, and his strength had not increased by much. After all, the core was still that star, and he had yet to pour water into it and raise the height of his own foundation.
Yet even so, he had the feeling that if he encountered his former self, he could probably take on ten of them—and crush them to death with his bare hands.
This change chiefly originated from his Dao arts and divine abilities.
Previously, when Li Su used the Seven Supreme Sages, their power was immense, but the burden on him was equally great. As Saint Dao arts, the Seven Supreme Sages stood on too lofty a plane. Using them was like opening the floodgates of a dam: a monstrous deluge immediately surged forth, while on the other side of the gate was merely a small reservoir, utterly incapable of keeping up with the supply.
Not only could it not keep up, but the water pressure released through the opened sluice was insufficient