Chu Mo's clothes were already stained with blood. It was the result of his powerful body being forcefully torn apart by the terrifying pressure. The bones in his body were slightly deformed. Even though they weren't broken, the pain wasn't something an ordinary person could endure. Even a powerful cultivator wouldn't be able to endure it! They would even rather have one of their arms cut off and regrow it with their magic power than endure this kind of incessant pain.
Not to mention, this pain was self-inflicted!
Chu Mo didn't turn around. In fact, it was difficult for him to even move.
"Even though you have integrated into the Dao state here, you can't use this method if you want to merge these two Daos!" The old Taoist said to Chu Mo's back.
Sensing it with divine sense was one thing, but seeing it with one's own eyes was another. That kind of impact made the old Taoist's eyelids twitch uncontrollably. Even his heart was trembling — this was too ruthless!
This young man was so ruthless to himself in order to pursue Dao? With this ruthlessness, he deserved all the glory and glory he had today.
The old Taoist took a deep breath and said, "No one is born a saint. Everything has a process …"
"Then, senior, did you succeed?" Chu Mo said each word slowly. There wasn't a hint of mockery in his tone. He was just asking.
The old Taoist was speechless. He blushed and shook his head. "No, I didn't succeed. But I'm at a higher level than you. I know very well that you won't succeed! "
"Is that so?" Chu Mo also took a deep breath. It was as if the air was filled with endless pain. He continued to bend over and reach for the axe. "If you haven't tried … how do you know it won't work?"
Crack!
A section of Chu Mo's spine finally couldn't withstand this kind of pressure and emitted a crisp sound of bone cracking.
The old Taoist couldn't help but grimace. He felt pain for Chu Mo and said, "Little guy, I admit that you are much more powerful than me. Hold on, let's talk … "
Chu Mo shook his head, and with his back to the old Daoist priest, a smile broke out on his face. The intense pain he was experiencing caused his mind to be as clear as it could be. "Senior, I know very well that this place is an opportunity for me."
"…" The old Taoist was speechless and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. "How did you know?"
"Senior and I are the only two people here. If it's not for Senior, then … it's for me!" As he spoke, Chu Mo bent down to grab the axe.
Kacha!
Another section of the spine was broken!
This kind of injury, if it was an ordinary person, would directly be crippled!
Perhaps he would never be able to stand up again in this lifetime.
Even for cultivators with powerful magic power, it was still a great pain and torture.
People always believed in the principle that short pain was better than long-term pain. People like Chu Mo who sought long-term pain were really too rare. Others might even think that there was something wrong with her brain.
However, as if there was something wrong with Chu Mo's brain, he continued to work hard!
The problem was that the old Taoist priest did not think that there was any hope for Chu Mo's persistence!
The old Taoist priest knew a lot of things, and he believed that no one could succeed.
Even if Chu Mo comprehended the Dao for a month, he would not be able to do it!
"Even if this is an opportunity for you, everything needs to be done slowly. How can you be so forceful?" The old Taoist priest was speaking from the bottom of his heart. He did not want to see a junior who was related to him cripple himself just like that.
Although he had tried and failed, the old Taoist priest still had some understanding of this opportunity after all these years. He had simulated it in his heart countless times. In the end, he came to the conclusion that when two different Daos collided, no matter if it was a Perfected Immortal or Emperor Lord, or even an Honorable … a Demi-Sage … none of them could succeed!
That was because in order for two different Daos to collide, one must first cultivate both Daos to the extreme!
However, cultivating one Dao to the extreme was something that even a Sage wouldn't dare say. In this vast universe, who else could cultivate the myriad Daos to the extreme, apart from the Venerable One?
It wasn't the myriad Daos, but only two. But at his level, the old Taoist knew very well that the extreme of one Dao and the myriad Daos … weren't that different!
There was a saying in the oldest scriptures: The Dao begets One, One begets Two, and Three begets All Creation!
All creation began with the One, and only then could there be a Future.
Therefore, when a cultivator comprehended one Dao to the extreme and cultivated it to the end, he wouldn't be far from knowing the myriad Daos!
But when that happened, would there still be a need for two Daos to collide and comprehend the result?
Clearly, there was no need for that anymore!
In other words, whether it was him or the current Chu Mo, it was almost impossible for these two Daos to collide at their current level.
The old Taoist priest knew that nothing was absolute in this world. That was why he was being cautious and used the word 'almost' to describe it. Deep in his heart, he didn't think anyone could do it.
In fact, he even had some guesses as to what intentions that existence had left behind for this fortuitous encounter here!
But in the end, he couldn't figure it out. He could understand this opportunity, and so could Chu Mo.
As long as he could successfully collide these two daos and fuse them together, then … his future path would be completely different!
The old Taoist priest couldn't imagine how different it would be, but he knew that if he succeeded, he would have a brilliant future ahead of him.
"How about this? You stop first. Even though I've failed before, I still have more experience than you do. I'll tell you what I've learned, and then you can … Eh?" The old Taoist priest's eyes widened in disbelief as he spoke. His jaw dropped. He hadn't lost his composure like this in many years. He was like a mortal who had seen an immortal flying in the sky, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
"What did I just see?" The old Taoist priest was petrified as he stared blankly at Chu Mo.
To be more precise, he was staring at Chu Mo's bloody hand. It was a hand that had been crushed by the Daos, and yet … it was tightly gripping the polished wooden handle of the axe.
At this time, Chu Mo's body could not move at all!
The rumbling of the Daos echoed inside Chu Mo's body. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to hear it, but to the old Taoist priest, it was like a clap of thunder!
It was deafening!
The old Taoist priest spat out a mouthful of blood and sealed his six senses. He continued to stare blankly at Chu Mo.
This kid … How did he do it?
He, he, he, he … What is he doing? Did he succeed? Did he really succeed?
The old Taoist priest felt that his years of cultivation experience had been completely shaken!
Even his understanding of the Daos had been shattered!
This was impossible!
How did he do it?
The old Taoist priest was completely dumbfounded.
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