Nine Revolutions Profound Art—Eighth Revolution!
Lu Yunhe stepped out of his cave dwelling. Secret patterns resembling innate Daos flowed across his body, each circulation gathering a terrifying force.
That power was enough to pierce through worlds. Even The Beginning Land... well, it was still far from that. Even Lords found it difficult to break The Beginning Land.
His current strength was indeed formidable, but he was still some distance away from the Progenitor Level.
"Over a hundred million times the power of a World Class Primordial!"
A thought stirred in Lu Yunhe's mind. If fully unleashed, his body could completely surpass those World Class Innate Primal Chaos Lifeforms and even possess a fraction of a Source World's mighty power.
After gathering the Three Thousand Great Daos, Lu Yunhe felt as though the door to his body's potential had been thrown open. It expanded in a nearly infinitely multiplying fashion, with no end in sight.
The bottlenecks that were enough to drive countless World Class beings to despair could be shattered by Lu Yunhe with a flick of his fingers, without the slightest obstruction.
The only problem was that the gap in strength between the World Class and Progenitor Level was simply too great. Bridging it through ordinary accumulation would still require a long time.
If other cultivators learned of this, they would probably want to slap Lu Yunhe to death. He could simply eat, drink, sleep, and naturally grow into the Progenitor Level. He was practically an Innate Primal Chaos Progenitor.
That was right, an Innate Primal Chaos Progenitor!
After entering the Eighth Revolution, Lu Yunhe did not even need to actively drive it anymore. The Origin Rules within his body had already begun operating on their own, replenishing his origin bit by bit and perfecting his laws bit by