The Long River!
A colossal, boundless river spanned the past and flowed toward the future.
The energy within it was inexhaustible.
The Dao resonance within it was infinite.
It was like the Dao itself!
Within the World Fragment, Li Su could not help but draw a breath, his expression deeply shaken.
Unlike when he had been at a lower realm, now that he had entered the late Taiyi realm, what he perceived when facing that river was an entirely different sight.
Was this the Great Dao of a Saint?
Gazing at that terrifying river, Li Su found himself asking that question.
There was no way to explain it!
After all, if a Saint's Dao looked like this, then he truly found it difficult to imagine what his Taiyi realm even amounted to.
Yes, the gap was far too great.
This was no longer a matter of being off by a hair and missing by a thousand miles.
Rather, Li Su simply could not imagine how, upon achieving Daluo and advancing into the Saint realm, he could possibly form a Dao Fruit that matched the river above his head.
As an unparalleled prodigy whose Dao foundation had been laid by the Seven Supreme Sages, once Li Su became a Saint, the vastness of his Dao foundation and the height of his Dao Fruit were entirely imaginable.
Yet even so, when facing the river overhead, he still felt an immensely powerful sense of helplessness. The distance between them seemed incomparably vast, just as it had when he had first entered the martial path—he could not feel himself drawing any closer at all.
Li Su took a deep breath and swiftly reined in his thoughts.
After all, this was not the time to marvel at the size of the river. The rewards for