If his cultivation restrictions were lifted, then with the vision and comprehension of a Saint, unraveling twenty thousand formation diagrams through analogy would be effortless.
Even while restricted, he was confident he could comprehend them.
It was just that...
Time waited for no one!
He looked up:
Dao De Tianzun and Zhunti were painstakingly studying nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine formation diagrams;
Yuanshi, Tongtian, and Styx lagged slightly behind;
Haotian was in the most difficult position, falling even further behind the three of them **.
As for this poor Daoist **...
If he could comprehend twenty thousand formation diagrams, he would far surpass us.
Every ten thousand diagrams marked a watershed.
If Lu Tian could break through, it would be like when everyone had first entered the Golden Immortal realm, only for him to suddenly advance another level. How could the gap be measured in mere inches?
Could he do it?
Jieyin fixed his burning gaze on Lu Tian.
Time flew by.
Within Purple Firmament Palace, Hongjun swept his sleeve and put away the Heavenly Mechanism Formation Diagrams. Twenty thousand formation diagrams shifted in an instant.
The Dao Ancestor smiled and shook his head.
The ten-thousand-year deadline had arrived.
Fortunately, he had completed the deductions at the final moment and barely preserved his dignity.
Once the restrictions were removed, all one hundred twenty-nine thousand six hundred formation diagrams flowed at his will, fully under his control.
Only by sealing cultivation did this become interesting. Seeing through everything at a glance would be rather dull...
Hongjun murmured, his gaze falling upon the primordial land.
Inside Wuzhuang Temple, the Earth Vein formation diagrams before Lu Tian had also broken through the twenty-thousand mark.
His smile froze on his face.
All the Sages turned their eyes toward Lu Tian.
The hall was