Such refinement was fatal to others.
After all, given enough time, it was equivalent to having one's Great Way stripped away.
But Xu Zimo did not mind it in the slightest.
He considered it a tempering of his Great Way Power.
By now, his Great Way had been continuously transforming and continuously tempered.
This was a crucial step toward advancing into the hundred-million Great Ways.
But not just anyone was qualified to temper Xu Zimo's Great Way.
Xu Zimo's battles with the strongest beings of every domain were meant to temper his Great Way.
Only battles against the strongest existences still held meaning as tempering at this stage.
In other words, not just anyone was qualified to temper Xu Zimo's Great Way.
And now, within the Beginningless Bell, Xu Zimo had actually found a way to temper his Great Way.
It could only be called a twist of fate. Xu Zimo had never considered using such a method.
At this moment, although the sounds within the Beginningless Bell greatly interfered with him,
Xu Zimo still forcibly made himself sit cross-legged.
A true powerhouse was not merely powerful in strength, but also strong in his ability to endure mentally.
If an ordinary person were inside this bell and heard the endlessly ringing chimes, he would very likely be unable to bear it and go mad.
Yet Xu Zimo still forcibly endured it.
His expression was calm, showing no discomfort whatsoever because of the bell chimes.
At this moment, the aura of Great Way around Xu Zimo was suppressed by the bell chimes.
It was being worn away bit by bit.
Once the aura of Great Way had been completely worn away, it would be Xu Zimo's time of death.
From the outside, the Beginningless Bell was continuously rotating.
The mist-like aura