The message from Luo Venerable was rather brief, without detailed explanations.
Jiang Shu stood up; his not-so-brawny body emitted a horrifying pressure, giving the impression that an Ancient Divine Mountain towered in front of him. His surging blood caused space to warp, with twelve Great Dao intertwining behind him, filled with Dao Rhyme. With every movement, immense power revealed itself.
"The cultivation has progressed again, but there is still a long way to go to reach the Vientiane Late Stage."
"Indeed, the further you go in cultivation, the more difficult it becomes. Even with the Eternal Tower, which can continuously accelerate time, cultivation in the later stages still relies on understanding the Great Dao. Sometimes, a bottleneck can stall one for over a thousand years in cultivation."
He mumbled as he felt his own cultivation, then glanced at the path leading to the Eighth Floor of the Eternal Tower, shaking his head with a smile:
