The Serene and Peaceful Yaochi Sacred Land

The Heavenly Jade Saintess and Gu Qingyao exchanged a look. The power Jiang Ming unleashed as he broke through to the Saint Realm was terrifying. They had both been through it; that was why they understood just how terrifying it was.

And that was not all.

Jiang Ming's transformation was not yet complete. Behind him stood twelve overlapping phantoms, perfecting his Saint Dao Fruit. The Strength Dao Fruit did not mean he could no longer wield his other Dao Fruits.

Pangu, once lord of countless worlds and the source of myth, had left behind blood essence capable of giving rise to the Ancestral Witches, who controlled twelve fundamental laws of heaven and earth.

The Force Dao was at the Ancestral Witches' core. Every member of the Witch Race was born with extraordinary gifts from it, but that did not mean they could not master other Daos.

Jiang Ming had realized something: he could melt a hundred scriptures into one furnace, govern them with a single Strength Dao Fruit, and draw on the flavors of the other Daos for support.

Even without cultivating the Great Freedom Dao Scripture, he would remain peerless.

The Hengyu Scripture, Solar True Formula, Supreme Yin True Formula, Azure Emperor Scripture, Primordial Emperor Scripture, Western Emperor Scripture, and the rest would all become nourishment for his Strength Dao Fruit.

Having stepped into the Saint Realm, he could see the road ahead.

He was grateful for the Ancient Scriptures left by Ancient Great Emperors and the emperors of the Human Race. They had made that road clearer still.

From now on, they could also aid the Great Freedom Dao Scripture's transformation.

Long ago, the Great Freedom Dao Scripture had become a path Jiang Ming had to explore for himself.

Whether it became a dragon or a phoenix was