Lone Hero Mountain Appears
The immortal and divine ranks.
The ultimate realm dreamed of by who knew how many powerhouses, above heaven and below earth.
Throughout the ages, how many peerless figures and heroic elites had been stopped before the threshold of the immortal and divine ranks, only to suffer shattered weapons and sink into the sands, never again able to advance even a step, incapable of breaking through that barrier for the rest of their lives?
He Ping's rate of progress could be called astonishingly swift. His accumulation was also vast—astonishingly so.
Yet breaking through the immortal and divine barrier was not something that accumulation alone could accomplish. A resolve that surpassed all else, an immense perseverance for the sake of attaining the Dao—neither opportunity nor destiny could be lacking.
He Ping had been preparing all along. His pseudo-immortal body was in a special state, able to absorb the power contained within immortal- and divine-level experts. Heart Fox Great Sage's attack had been devoured by him, becoming a source of energy for condensing immortal Dao laws and forging an immortal and divine foundation.
After that, he had stolen bit by bit the aftershocks of Ghost-Person Bodhisattva's clash with Five-Passes Devil Lord, as well as the impacts sustained by the Jade Snail Giant Boat during the battle.
Many powerful cultivators and experts could transmit their thoughts across time and space. If not for the Heavenly Dao pressing down upon time, and the various backlashes involved, powerful beings would have used their wills to recklessly alter and twist the timelines.
He Ping let out a soft breath, finally understanding the mystery within. Once one's immortal Dao foundation had condensed, one could grasp the origin of one's own existence and anchor it in time and space. Only then, after one's Dao faded