Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, another thousand years have passed.
The Taiping world.
"Alas, it took more than a thousand years of time just to achieve a one percent integration of the two Dao Fruits. Indeed, at this stage, even though the Dao Fruits both derive from me, it's not so easy.
To fuse the Talisman Master and Taiping Dao Fruits into one, the path is long and arduous."
At the core of the world, within Mount Meru, Lu Yuan stopped the transfer of his magic power, then looked at the Dao Fruits in front of him which were tightly combined, and already partly integrated into one, and couldn't help but sigh.
A millennium has passed since he began his seclusion.
For a thousand years, day and night, he has been tirelessly consuming his divine soul to slowly blend the divine souls within the two Dao Fruits, and thereby stimulate the integration of the Dao Fruits themselves.
However, despite such endless efforts, the achievements gained in the end are still scant.
