"The Abyss of Ten Thousand Paths is not the right time for me to enter. Going in now would be merely a waste of opportunity."
Moonlight slowly withdrew from Chen Sheng's eyes, his expression becoming even more composed, his thoughts clear and unequivocal, devoid of greed and recklessness.
The realm of True Immortal is still distant; even the threshold of Mahayana has yet to be reached. The profundity of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Paths is such that, at his current realm, forcing comprehension would yield not a trace of gain.
"As for the Valley of Five Decays and Annihilation and the Cosmos Sea of Xuanhuang, there is only one chance for comprehension, and they must be used wisely, not recklessly."
He had already planned in his heart.
In the previous life, he had used the innate Blood Dao as his foundation, traversing with great difficulty until he eventually reached Daoist Monarch San Shuai.
