While others painstakingly cultivate to reach a single realm, He Rong has already reached the end.
When others reach the highest realm and celebrate, He Rong is already deathless, immortal, and indestructible.
He has witnessed heaven collapse and the universe perish, yet he endures through all eternity.
After transmigrating into a fantasy world, He Rong rises against heaven, breaks through ten realms in a single breath, reaches max level in three years, and soars ever higher, crushing every peerless prodigy in his path. He roams above the Great Firmament and below the Nine Netherworlds. His body withstands the destruction of the universe. His divine mind has created eternity. Then he discovers that relying on heaven and earth means ultimately being constrained by them.
He draws out the river of time and the shackles of fate... then forges a peerless coffin of heaven, absorbs his own cultivation, and begins to dissipate his power.
A trillion years later, He Rong steps out of the coffin, only to discover that he has fallen by just two realms.
The more power he dissipates, the stronger he becomes in battle.
A trillion years ago, the universe was destroyed, and he alone survived.
A trillion years later, he dissipates his power and his combat strength soars.
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I don't know why it's so embarrassing to watch.
I don't understand that one minute I was so awesome and the next second I became so weak.
Why are you so awesome that you can't save your wife in the long river of time?
What kind of cultivation is this? You still need people to carry you there, can't you just sweep it away with a divine thought?
Eh... San Gong is because he is so invincible that he has no opponent. But the more you dissipate your gong, the stronger it becomes** Then what kind of gong is dissipated? Isn't it contradictory? You won't even find an opponent if you spread your energy.
If you are so powerful, if you dare to let go, your enemies will come and kill you. After all, why are there not so many powerful enemies? What's more, if the power has been dispersed for hundreds of millions of years, is that called "dispersing the power"? There must be something wrong with your brain, author. This is definitely a cross-level challenge and a slap in the face.
The writing is confusing, and I have cultivated to the top, and I am training my disciples to reach the top, and then I am twenty. How old are you to train a little girl? Your disciple is older than you. It's funny.
When he was 16, the girl was 12, he was 18 and the girl was 14, she was 20 and the girl was 16. Then, did the girl reach her peak? We have just reached the twelfth realm. It was when we left and we arrived later.
After reading this article, Confucius didn't understand it, Mozi didn't understand it, and neither did I. It turns out that Sun Tzu didn't understand it.
I hesitate to speak, forget it, come on, author, **