168: The pen turns into a knife, that peerless edge

"Hiss, this is the Concept of Wind!"

A Cultivator who primarily Cultivates Wind-attribute Cultivation Techniques, with his keen perception, exclaimed in surprise.

"And also, the Concept of Thunder!"

"The Concept of Strength, and it's the Gravity attribute!"

Successive Cultivators cried out in alarm.

Moreover, as more Cultivators spoke, a collective gasp swept through the scene.

My goodness.

Is this even human?

How could one person comprehend so many Concepts?!

At the beginning of their Cultivation, their Revered Masters and elders had warned them:

Greed leads to indigestion; being scattered means not being proficient.

This led them to generally choose only one or two Daos that suited them to begin Cultivating.

The most Genius among them would only ever Cultivate a few auxiliary ones.

And among them, there were naturally no shortage of Cultivators who were arrogant and refused to listen to their elders' advice, simultaneously Cultivating multiple Dao Concepts.

However, they would basically abandon them in the Late Stage.

The time wasted by this caused their originally brilliant talents to be obscured.

Furthermore, some more stubborn individuals persistently perfected and improved the multiple Dao Concepts they Cultivated, but their advancement was incredibly slow.

Ultimately, their Cultivation Realm became like that of ordinary people.

Even if you are invincible at the same Realm.

However, those of your generation have already far surpassed you in Cultivation Realm.

Dimensionality reduction strike, it will absolutely beat you so badly your mother won't recognize you.

This is also why, in their perception, those who simultaneously Cultivate multiple Daos are all fools and idiots.

And today.

What did they see?

The tip of the Spring and Autumn Brush, like a murmuring stream, each time, a Concept flowed out, and the types of Concepts continuously increased:

Ten kinds...

Holy cow, this is inhuman.

Twenty kinds...

Holy cow, what a freak.

Fifty kinds...

Holy cow, is this a devil?

One hundred kinds...

Holy cow, I'm numb!

The surrounding people widened their eyes, stunned into a daze.

The performance of that peerless young man in white in the Void Realm simply overturned their worldview.

You say, will someone who Cultivates so many Dao Concepts become ordinary?

He looks sixteen, and each Concept has been Cultivated to at least the Heaven Rank.

Are they even letting people live?

Compared to him, those prominent figures from various Sects and forces felt as if they were trash.

Shui Shen Ge, can you please leave some room for others to live?

Naturally, so many Concepts were also thanks to Li Luo obtaining the Zhenhun Pagoda.

Within it, there were tens of thousands of Soul Crystals, allowing him to inherit theunique skills of past sages and wander in the ocean of Dao Concepts.

And Li Luo's main body.

He possesses the Chaotic Divine Demon Body, capable of accommodating various Dao powers between heaven and earth.

In Li Luo's view, since he was Cultivating, he should Foundation Establishment the strongest Dao and achieve the Supreme Emperor.

Therefore.

He embraced everything, comprehending with insatiable hunger.

And now, this top-tier charm Clone can also be used initially.

The hundred Heaven Rank Concepts he comprehended.

A hundred Concepts, colorful and dazzling, like the most beautiful colors in the world.

Flowing from Li Luo's brush tip, they seemed to transform into rainbows, vibrant and splendid.

Countless Cultivators watched.

Enthralled and captivated.

Especially some female Cultivators, who couldn't help but have their beautiful eyes sparkle.

Their hearts fluttered.

The peerless young man in white, at this moment, was like an artist in the sky, painting countless colorful dreams.

Among these.

They could almost all find the Dao they pursued.

Even.

Some Cultivators, looking at the colors in the Void Realm, had an Epiphany, overjoyed.

There were also some Cultivators who sometimes frowned and sometimes relaxed.

They continuously used the Dao Concepts flowing from Li Luo's brush tip to corroborate their own studies.

This was a Peak confrontation, and for many Cultivators, it was also a grand event for imitation and learning.

This made them, more or less, feel a sense of gratitude towards Li Luo.

A Revered Master of a single word.

Anyone who gained something was equivalent to receiving a gift from Li Luo.

Just like when Li Luo, above the Qinghe Sect that day, used heaven and earth as a canvas to demonstrate Sword Cultivation, tens of thousands of Sword Cultivators each gained something.

A hundred Dao Concepts, the transformed paintings also merged with each other.

A hundred Concepts as ink, under the touch of the Spring and Autumn Brush, finally merged into a nearly transparent, incomparably sacred color.

Initially, Cold Wu Xie's face was filled with mockery and sneers.

Later, it turned to shock, horror, and disbelief.

Until this moment, he suddenly came to his senses.

At this moment, he deeply realized that he had probably truly kicked a steel plate.

The peerless young man in front of him was truly a Genius of unparalleled talent.

He might even surpass him by several times, even dozens of times!

After his disbelief, his chest was filled with jealousy, anger, and killing intent.

After all.

Having already made a move, the two were completely enemies.

If this child is not eliminated, he will surely become a great threat to him in the future!

Boom.

The Demon Emperor Spear, now unimpeded, was like a fierce beast released from its cage.

The Void Realm along its path was almost crushed.

It transformed into a spear Dragon emitting golden flowing light, stabbing towards Li Luo.

Dazzling brilliance.

It even caused many Cultivators watching to shed tears.

However, they wiped them away fiercely, not daring to blink in the slightest, holding their breath, afraid of missing this most spectacular confrontation.

Rumble.

Like thunder roaring, terrifying strong winds blew.

However, the young man in white, standing in the Void Realm with his clothes fluttering, was calm and composed.

At this moment.

He seemed to have shed his Thanos aura, like a gentle and refined scholar, with a clear breeze and bright moon, extraordinarily handsome.

The next moment.

Everyone saw that the young man in white also moved.

He wielded the brush like a saber, and on it, a crystalline, brilliant luster flickered.

Li Luo's most skilled weapon was the Dao of the Sword.

However, this Clone, in order to not expose himself, did not intend to use the Dao of the Sword.

However, when one method is mastered, all methods are mastered.

The long saber transformed from the Spring and Autumn Brush slashed fiercely towards the Demon Emperor Spear and the Myriad Demon Dharma Idol behind it.

Rip.

The Void Realm seemed to be torn apart.

Space as bone, time as spirit, a supreme strike refined from containing and controlling over a hundred Heaven Rank Concepts.

Even Li Luo himself didn't know how strong it truly was.

However, what he could clearly feel was the surging and boundless magical power within his body, like floodwaters bursting through a dam, being frantically poured into it.

Whoosh.

Endless, like a bottomless pit.

This made Li Luo feel terrified.

One must know that even though this was only one of his Clones.

However, the pure magical power reserves were enough to be hundreds or thousands of times that of an ordinary Cultivator.

Even so.

It was almost completely drained; if Li Luo hadn't cut it off, he might have been sucked dry.

Hiss.

This saber light was truly peerless.

Like a brilliant sun, it was impossible to look at directly.

"Crack."

With just a slight touch, dense cracks began to quickly appear on the Demon Emperor Spear.

Bang.

The next moment, the Demon Emperor Spear directly exploded.

Hiss.

The Void Realm was torn, and time froze.

"Ah~"

Soon, a shrill scream was heard.