Under Zhen Yuanzi's horrified gaze, Lin Tian flicked his hand and sent out a treasure gourd.
Amid a dazzling blaze of light, the towering Imperial Willow and the Yellow Zhongli fruit tree inside the treasure gourd appeared before them.
"This is the Yellow Zhongli."
"And this willow? A Hollow Willow? No, it isn't a Hollow Willow, but it surpasses one."
Although Zhen Yuanzi knew that Lin Tian had encountered many fortuitous opportunities, the sight of the Yellow Zhongli and the Imperial Willow still left him deeply shaken.
Then he saw Lin Tian sit cross-legged as the Creation Lotus Platform appeared in the void.
An ineffably profound aura emanated from Lin Tian.
"He's comprehending the Dao!"
Zhen Yuanzi dared not disturb him. He could only retreat into the distance and watch.
For a Saint, comprehending the Dao was far more difficult than it was for Quasi-Saints like them.
Once someone reached the threshold of Sainthood, the Dao they contemplated was no ordinary one.
Several hundred years passed in the flick of a finger.
The aura of the Wood Law around Lin Tian had already reached the pinnacle of perfection.
Zhen Yuanzi was dumbfounded. During these centuries, he had not neglected his own efforts, staying beside Lin Tian in hopes of comprehending a little of the Wood Law.
But Lin Tian cultivated too quickly, leaving Zhen Yuanzi far behind.
One had to understand.
What Lin Tian was cultivating now was the incomparably profound Wood Law, while Zhen Yuanzi had only attained minor mastery.
The difficulty was entirely different for the two of them, yet Zhen Yuanzi still could not come close to keeping pace with Lin Tian.
This sight shocked Zhen Yuanzi to the core.
Could Master's aptitude surpass mine tens of thousands of times over?
As Zhen Yuanzi drew