"What level of cultivation would let someone ignore Dai Mountain's restrictions?"
At Li Shun's question, Kong Zhao froze.
As a son of the Kong Clan, he had grown up at the foot of Dai Mountain. Over the years, he had seen countless pilgrims drawn there by its fame.
From mighty Creation Stage cultivators to ordinary mortals with no cultivation at all, every one of them had climbed the stone steps on foot.
He had never seen anyone dare fly through the air at Dai Mountain's summit.
"Why do you ask all of a sudden, junior brother?"
Kong Zhao pondered for a long while before shaking his head. "The power of Dai Mountain's restrictions isn't what truly keeps people in line. What matters more is the story of His Majesty climbing the mountain in person all those years ago. Even if a Creation Stage expert could ignore the restrictions, they would never show it in public. Once the charge of gross disrespect came down on their head, even someone at the Creation Stage might not be able to bear it."
Li Shun nodded slightly, but said nothing of what he had encountered atop Dai Mountain.
That mysterious man in black was clearly someone the Great Qian's lawful order could not tolerate.
Instead, he offered another reason. "A few days ago, I sensed a chance to break through, so I climbed the mountain on foot. Dai Mountain rises three thousand zhang, and it truly is magnificent. But I'm used to flying. Climbing with nothing but my own two legs was hard work. It took me the entire day just to reach the summit." "From up there, I could see far across the endless fertile lands of Azure Province. The view was breathtaking. Even now, I can't stop thinking about it. I wanted