Peach Garden Heavenly Abode, Battle Heaven Hall!
Day after day passed. Pursuing the Great Dao through battle, Lin Heng had long since lost track of the years, wholly immersed in the joy of improving himself.
The use of the Law of Time!
The combination of the Law of Space and attacks!
Creating his own unique form of attack through the Dao Realm.
These improvements had Lin Heng utterly engrossed.
Lin Heng's growth astonished even Dijiang, who had been watching all along.
Great waves sifted out the sand; over countless years, how many dazzling geniuses had burst onto the scene?
Yet in Dijiang's eyes, aside from his own master, no one could match Lin Heng's monstrous talent.
And no one knew Lin Heng's growth better than Tian Thirty-Two, who had fought him for the past 180,000 years.
At first, Tian Thirty-Two had brutally overwhelmed Lin Heng. Later, the two had become evenly matched. Now, even though Tian Thirty-Two kept his cultivation two levels higher than Lin Heng's, he still fell into a disadvantage when they fought.
There was just one thing Tian Thirty-Two did not understand. Lin Heng had clearly gained the strength to defeat him 100,000 years ago, yet in the tens of thousands of years since, Lin Heng had never truly beaten him, stopping short every time.
This baffling behavior had left Tian Thirty-Two puzzled for a full seventy or eighty thousand years.
On this day, when Lin Heng once again flew out of the stone, Tian Thirty-Two could finally no longer suppress the question in his heart.
Even though the Battle Heaven Hall had rules forbidding them from saying anything unnecessary to challengers.
The question had been buried in his heart for seventy or eighty thousand years, and in the end it overcame his reason.
"Lin Heng, why