Although he was sent flying every time, Xu Zimo was not discouraged.
He liked this kind of fist-to-fist collision.
The Kunlun Mirror trembled constantly, as though every tremor of it caused the Kunlun Mountains to shake.
At this moment, Xu Zimo was like a man standing against the entire Kunlun Mountains.
The strength of one man might eventually run dry, yet it could also be boundless.
"Rumble, rumble."
As the clashes grew fiercer, the Great Way Power around Xu Zimo became increasingly majestic.
Tens of millions of Great Ways were like a Milky Way spanning heaven and earth, surging without end.
Heaven and earth thundered with passion; waters leaped a million miles.
Tsunamis roared like dragon chants; the Great Way surged vast and mighty.
This was the Great Way Power continuously evolving and transforming.
At first, the spectators did not notice what was happening to Xu Zimo.
They thought Xu Zimo had been suppressed.
But as Xu Zimo grew stronger and stronger,
at the beginning, the Kunlun Mirror could still send him flying, but gradually, being sent flying became merely being forced back.
Until in the end, he could even confront the Kunlun Mirror head-on.
"He's using the Kunlun Mirror to temper his Great Way!" Grandpa Wang shouted.
Great Way Power had always required comprehending the Dao.
It was not something that could grow simply by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
In other words, once one reached the level of comprehending the Dao, everything depended on comprehension. Brute force was meaningless.
Thus, most powerful experts no longer competed in courage or sought victory, and they rarely fought spells anymore.
They often entered secluded cultivation.
Sometimes, a single seclusion lasted an entire year.
Because comprehending the Dao was more important than anything else.
Yet Xu Zimo was different