Daochen shook his head slightly. "It's not that I can't kill him. There's something I think we need to discuss."
He then told Fate his conjecture.
The more Fate heard, the more complicated it seemed. "In other words, after these manifestations of resentment are killed again, they learn from that defeat and come back stronger the next time."
"And the difficulty increases severalfold."
"This is only the establishment of the Buddha Realm. Doesn't that mean they'll be even harder to deal with when we establish the Immortal Realm?"
Fate began to panic.
How could he not know how difficult establishing the Six Realms would be?
But he refused to accept failure. He would not give up.
If the Six Realms could not be established, his strength would never reach its peak.
He might never be able to achieve Transformation.
With his current strength, even if he occupied Shen Ni's body, he would only be comparable to a cultivator at the Ninth Heaven of the Saint Realm.
He might not even be able to defeat Heavenly Dao Hongjun.
Then what would be the point of achieving Transformation?
Unable to break through to the Heavenly Dao Realm, unable to defeat even Hongjun-was he supposed to play house in the Primordial World?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
"Then what do we do? Are these things really that difficult to deal with?"
Although he was merely inhabiting the Five-Colored Golden Luan Sparrow, he still possessed considerable strength.
Unwilling to accept this, he took flight and charged toward the terrifying Resentment Aggregate.
Daochen watched the battle, pondering something.
Was this creature truly that difficult to deal with, or was there room to turn things around?
He himself had only barely managed to break through its defenses.
But that also revealed