Eyes Gleaming Like a Tiger

After years of bitter cultivation on Cloud Platform Mountain, he had finally gained something.

The Great Dao of Time was one of the most special existences among the myriad Daos of heaven and earth. Its power was naturally incomparably tyrannical.

Some Great Daos were strong in the early stages, some in the middle stages, and some only became powerful in the later stages. But the Great Dao of Time was always strong!

Thus, those who could comprehend the Great Dao of Time were without exception top-tier powerhouses.

Old Daoist Fa Ran might have seemed like an idle cloud and wild crane, but his status in White Jade Capital was actually extremely high—above even the Sect Leaders and City Lords of the Twelve Towers and Five Cities. Even among Spirit Severing Realm cultivators, he stood near the very pinnacle, all because of his Great Dao of Time.

Cultivators fought against heaven for their lives.

What they fought over was, in truth, time.

Those who could wield the Great Dao of Time would inevitably seize every advantage on the path of cultivation.

It was only that the Great Dao of Time was far too ethereal and elusive.

Those capable of comprehending it were few and far between.

Without Old Daoist Fa Ran's subtle influence, even if his Dao foundation had been steadier still, he would not have had the slightest chance.

Now that I have comprehended a trace of the Dao's origin, I need only patiently nurture it from here on.

Li Rui thought.

If he could devour the Great Dao of Time, it would certainly bring tremendous benefits to his Violet Palace Realm and Dao foundation.

Only then did Li Rui look toward the small pile of ash atop the prayer mat.

That ant had not been killed just now. Rather,