As the saying went, only by standing high could one see far.
At this very moment, Xing Tian, who had crossed into this plane, had grasped the foundation and source of the great Dao that belonged to his future.
At that moment, an inexplicable tremor stirred in Xing Tian's heart.
Every peerless powerhouse who advanced from the realm of a great encompassing golden immortal to a chaos great encompassing golden immortal and received recognition from a world for their quasi-saint fruit position experienced this.
When their cultivation realm broke through, the breakthrough was not merely in their bodies or their mastery of divine abilities and cultivation methods.
It was also in their state of mind: an understanding of great Dao principles, and a clear view of the disturbances to their own future paths, fate, and history.
All that lay across the long years would suddenly emerge clearly upon the lake of their hearts, rapidly unfolding within their sea of consciousness.
Xing Tian looked toward the force a hundred li away, which had originally been about to descend upon the Xingtian Platform.
They intended to capture the hundreds of thousands of elite Witch Clan troops remaining in the Xing Tian Tribe and bring them to the Heavenly Court, sacrifice their bodies before the Southern Heavenly Gate, and imprison all their true spirits in the Investiture of the Gods List, binding them to the divine path as slaves to its incense offerings for all eternity.
And at that moment.
Xing Tian immediately used the Xing Tian Battle Axe in his hand to deliver his answer to the one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals led by Li Jing.
Bang! Bang!
Blood mist erupted into the sky, bursting before Li Jing's face.
Those two clouds of blood mist were his eldest son, Jin