Chu Mo stood quietly in the void, contemplating the Dao of the ancestral realm. Before this, his divine sense, his mental strength, had both touched upon the Dao of the ancestral realm. Even his body, many years ago, had already achieved the state of an ancestral body. Yet, to touch and sense it is entirely different from truly owning it.
It's like seeing a blade from afar—you see its form, understand its shape, and even from its edge, sharp as a cicada's wing, you can feel its cutting force. But until this blade is in your hand, you cannot truly know just how sharp it is. Only when it becomes your blade, only then, will its power in combat reveal itself, and you'll truly understand just how sharp it is!
This was the feeling!
Thus, when Chu Mo truly stepped into this realm, the very first thing he needed to do was to comprehend the strength of his own Dao!
He had already done so.
