The Saint's Foundation was like a primordial divine mountain, not something a single grain of sand or stone could build, but something tempered through countless ages of cultivation!
From drawing qi into the body to commanding heaven and earth, every breakthrough laid a cornerstone that would support one in treading through the shattered void! Miss a single link, and the divine mountain would collapse, beyond redemption for ten thousand calamities!
The same held true for those ancient trees. Applied to cultivation realms, extracting even a small portion of the long river within a person would cause their realm to collapse.
At this thought, light flowed through Yun Mo's eyes as he brought the Spacetime Method into play. Watching his opponent's relentless attacks, he seemed to catch hold of his traces, his past, his long river...
Yun Mo raised his hand slightly. Guided by his sharply defined black-and-white eyes, an exquisitely mysterious radiance spread from his palm, enveloping the portion of his opponent's foundation he had captured.
"Momentary... Eternity!"
The words left Yun Mo's lips like a murmur in a dream. Nothing else remained in his eyes now; he simply followed the intent in his heart and unleashed the technique.
"Buzzz..."
That mysterious radiance unerringly imprisoned the small portion of his opponent's long river, briefly sealing and dissolving his foundation.
At that moment, his opponent's eyes finally lost their vacant look, revealing something like human astonishment.
After all, his opponent was his own reflected self, essentially a ninety-nine-percent replica of Yun Mo. With Yun Mo's disposition, very few techniques could provoke such an expression.
Yet, viewed from the side, his opponent's cultivation realm could be seen plummeting wildly, along with the power he had unleashed.
Even the Spacetime Method beneath his palm was severely weakened.
In this clash of Spacetime Methods,