Having contemplated the principles of the Life and Death Origin Point for eternal years, he was not yet at his peak. He needed to recuperate before he could regain his former strength.
Emperor Zhenwu sat cross-legged at the center of the Life and Death Origin Point and spoke calmly:
"This old Daoist still has a task to fulfill, so I cannot entertain you, fellow Daoist. Please make yourself at home in the Life and Death Origin Point."
"Very well!" Ji Hao nodded in understanding.
Watching Emperor Zhenwu close his eyes and tend to his body, striving to recover his peak fighting strength as soon as possible, Ji Hao prepared to act.
He, too, began pursuing his purpose in coming to the Life and Death Origin Point.
To grow stronger!
In the struggle of this great age, failing to advance meant falling behind. For now, he seemed to possess a considerable advantage.
The strongest man beneath heaven.
But until he reached the Other Shore, every advantage was mere foam, shattering at a touch.
Whoosh!
The next instant, Ji Hao raised both hands and manifested his Lingbao true form. An illusory halo of pure, clear light appeared, seemingly encompassing all things, every possibility, and the past and future.
Initially, it was utterly insubstantial, fleeting as a dreamlike bubble. The next instant, it grew brilliant, transforming between birth and destruction.
His Niwan opened, and a Celebratory Cloud surged out, murky with chaos. It clustered around a Chaos Green Lotus, like the embodiment of the final end and the aggregate of every karmic connection. Yet it also contained the most vigorous vitality. Hazy, watery light streamed down, white waves soared skyward, and strands of primordial qi enveloped him.
Viewed as a whole, Ji Hao resembled a divine being, yet also seemed illusory: an insignificant