The silent rhythm of that surging flesh and blood made Frog Daoist's heart pound in terror, as though a grandson had seen his ancestor—or as though it had encountered the natural enemy of its own race...
He sat quietly beneath the flying waterfall, yet seemed rooted in the earth itself, completely fused with this heaven and earth, radiating endless mystery and power.
Was this not the Innate Strength Law?!
Frog Daoist's heart churned like stormy seas, overwhelmed beyond all measure...
At the beginning of primordial antiquity, there had been no immortal path. Those physically powerful beings had fought madly with their flesh-and-blood bodies, tempering themselves without concern for any immortal cultivation realms.
Chen Xun was unquestionably a genuine Qi Refining Realm cultivator. Who would have thought he had devised such a method and chosen to walk this Primordial Antiquity Path!
The beings of today's Great World no longer possessed the physiques of primordial antiquity beings. They had to temper their bodies with their divine souls, and the strength of one's divine soul was directly tied to one's immortal cultivation realm.
It was simply impossible to endlessly raise one's bodily realm like those primordial antiquity beings had!
The countless trillions of living beings remaining in this world had long since lost such an ability. It was the choice of endless years, the inevitable trend of the great tide. No being believed immortal cultivation was wrong—after all, lifespan was what truly mattered.
Yet Frog Daoist's knowledge was vast and profound. If some deranged cultivator from the Primordial Immortal Clan or another race wished to walk this path, it would not have been so astonished.
But Chen Xun was unquestionably a genuine Human Race cultivator. This race was innately worthless, considered the weakest of blood-food creatures. If they could truly walk this path,