"Just as I thought."
"It was not my Dao; I could not study it."
"I could not comprehend it."
"Another's Great Dao had already reached such a state."
Had he not made a swift decision and severed that faint connection, the shadow of this True Immortal of the Immortal Path would likely have tainted his own Great Dao as well.
"That step truly was extraordinary."
These words were profound, yet not obscure.
The Great Dao was simplicity itself.
The simpler it was, the more it contained countless, indescribable foundations of the Great Dao.
Some saw a mountain as a mountain; some saw a mountain as not a mountain; some saw a mountain as water.
Those who looked upon a mountain saw it differently; those who entered a mountain sensed its secluded depths.
This single step had blocked the path of how many seekers of the Great Dao?
Some listened for a moment, then indeed chose not to study it.
It was still that cultivator who had spoken mockingly. His figure was blurred within an abyss.
This sea abyss was incomparably deep, its dark ink-black depths so profound that one could not help suspecting some great terror lurked within.
A cold, chilling aura coiled through the place, making one's hair stand on end.
A pitch-black figure appeared above the sea abyss.
"Heh heh."
"That old undead bastard from the Eclosion Sect is truly afraid of death. It seems he really knows that several of them have taken that step, so he did not dare come here to die."
"He could only send these nine fools over."
His tone was filled with contempt for the Eclosion Sect.
The divine senses that occasionally intersected sensed that this man came from an endless abyss of nothingness. They could only pretend they had heard nothing