In the midst of the Pure Yang Great Path River, a crimson Taoism Enlightenment steadily moved forward.
In a mere eight hundred years, it had traveled from the middle reaches to the upper middle section and was about to enter the upper reaches of the Pure Yang Great Path.
Liang Hui sensed his own Taoism Enlightenment halting at the junction between the middle and upper reaches, then slowly opened his previously closed eyes.
Crackle!
His eyes shone brilliantly, like divinely forged swords, instantly splitting the space and piercing through the void.
They nearly split the entire world in two.
After a long while, that world-creating brilliance in his gaze finally withdrew and dissipated.
He shifted his gaze towards himself.
Liang Hui felt the mysterious Pure Yang Taoism Principle within his body, and the increasingly powerful might. He had grown much stronger compared to eight hundred years ago.
