Only after he himself reached the great Luo golden immortal realm.
Did Lin Tian realize that the truly perilous stage was not when he had been weak, but after he reached the great Luo golden immortal realm. The stronger he became, the greater the danger.
That was the cruelest thing about the Primordial World.
If, in the great Luo golden immortal realm, a moment of carelessness left an opening in his struggle along the great Luo path, one of the peerless powers of the Primordial World lurking in the shadows could find his fatal weakness in the River of Time and the River of Fate, then deliver a killing blow.
At that moment, even his closest companions would not realize that his fate, attainment, bloodline origins, and everything else that had once belonged to him had been replaced by some unfamiliar, unknown peerless power of the Primordial World.
His companions would simply continue living their lives as before.
They would never notice that a companion who had once existed had vanished from their lives.
Such was the nature of this kind of battle.
It was precisely because Lin Tian understood his predicament after becoming a great encompassing golden immortal that he had been so craven as to hide his true body on the moon from before his transmigration.
At that moment.
What Lin Tian was doing required him to replace Demon Sage Bai Ze in every respect: his attainment, his great Luo path, his bloodline origins, and his fate.
If Lin Tian failed to accomplish that, he would naturally suffer a backlash of fortune ten times greater than what he was attempting now.
In an instant.
Lin Tian's divine sense followed the light formed by the eighty-one Great Dao Spirit Leaves into the scene within the historical fragment