After resting and recuperating for a while, the group set out again.
This time, they doubled the duration, continuing for two hundred years.
Yet Qingyi, the Heavenly Horned Ant, Cao Yusheng, and the others remained as before, unable to break through, firmly stuck at that threshold.
"Why? Is the Dharma-Ending Age truly that terrifying, severing the path of cultivation and leaving no hope to be found?" someone sighed.
Seven hundred years had passed. Some had cultivated for even longer than that, yet they still could not become Supremes. The Great Dao remained lofty and distant.
Some wondered whether, at this age, any of those who had entered the Immortal Domain back then had already attained the Dao.
"Do not be impatient. Immortal Kings who attained the Dao at one or two thousand years old are a dime a dozen. You are still young. Build your foundations now, and the benefits will reveal themselves in the future."
Lin Fan comforted them. He had experienced the Dharma-Ending Age and seen countless outstanding figures in the long river of time, so he understood this well.
When the Dharma-Ending Age arrived, Heaven's Will delivered a slash. Any being struck by it would find attaining the Dao far more difficult than before.
It did not matter where they were. Even fleeing this world was useless. It was as though a brand had been stamped onto them, carved into their bones and almost impossible to change.
"Do not lose heart. If you attain the Dao in the Dharma-Ending Age, under this kind of pressure, you will surely far surpass those from other eras," Shi Hao also urged.
In truth, neither of them was lying. Dharma's Decline had its own advantages. Once someone soared into the heavens, they would certainly be stronger.
"That's true. It's only been