"After a hundred and fifty years of secluded cultivation, what realm has he reached?" Yan Ruyu watched Jiang Zhu, pondering inwardly.
The residual Dao Marks of those Supremes seemed to pose no obstacle to him. Over these hundred and fifty years, Jiang Zhu's aura had grown increasingly unfathomable.
Especially since more than ten years ago, she had become almost unable to gauge his depths.
Could he be about to attain the Dao? Yan Ruyu could not help wondering. Such an aura might already have surpassed the Quasi-Emperor realm.
Was it only because the shackles of the residual Supreme Dao Marks within him locked his power firmly inside his flesh that no Heavenly Tribulation had appeared?
Soon, Yan Ruyu's expression shifted slightly. Her delicate hands paused, and the music stopped abruptly.
Jiang Zhu was different today!
Deep within the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountains, Chaotic Qi cascaded like waterfalls, mist wreathed the Immortal Pool, and bell notes flowed like a stream.
Every inch of Jiang Zhu's flesh shone with a profound light, holding vast power capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Within him, the Divine Lamp illuminated eternity. In the blink of an eye, most regions of his body lit up, as though a Divine Rainbow had swept through them, enveloping him in a five-colored halo.
An aura transcending the myriad Daos grew increasingly distinct, as though a sovereign were about to awaken within him, inspiring involuntary awe.
At the same time, several phantoms appeared beside him.
The incomparably domineering Stone Emperor, the Light-Dark Supreme interwoven with two colors, the Heaven-Abandoning Supreme... these faint, almost transparent Supreme phantoms stood beside Jiang Zhu, obstructing the divine light.
Yet with a thought from Jiang Zhu, blazing Dao Fire began burning within him!
He treated himself as a furnace for refining the myriad Daos, and those