Another bead of profound energy brimming with a singular Dao appeared in John's soul space as he focused on his next Dao. The bead was brimming with might, as if the tiny bead was a pinnacle source of power.
The Dao of Power!
John's mind raced with all his comprehensions regarding the Dao of Power, which was his second most proficient Dao he knew. It had served him well during all his battles thus far, and would no doubt continue to be a pillar of strength for him going forward.
'Strength' John thought, the word echoing in his mind. He had always wondered why that divine realm trial had shown him the Dao of Power, instead of other similar Dao's, like strength or might.
'Power. Strength. Might. There are many similar words to describe what power is,' his thoughts continued. 'But power is different than them as well. Strength primarily focuses on the physical, might mostly as well. All the other words that are similar have a primary focus, whether it be material or immaterial. But power…It could mean increasing one's physical strength. It could mean increasing one's essence strength. It could mean increasing one's soul-power. It could mean increasing one's political status in the world.'
'Power is fluid. Power is all-encompassing. Power is supreme!'
John felt his mind push through another barrier in regards to the Dao of Power, advancing his comprehensions once more. The bead brimming with the Dao of Power grew again within his soul space, and then it vanished.
John didn't bother to check where it had gone. He knew where it had vanished too. And he knew he would be able to inspect the Dao sapling at a later time. Right now, it was time to focus on the rest of his Dao's.
One after another, his mind focused on the Dao's he knew, going from most proficient to least proficient.
Lightning. Power. Destruction. Annihilation. Death. Space. Scythe.
One after another, a bead formed in his soul space, and then vanished. The process continued ceaselessly, one after another, time losing all meaning. Each drop forming raised his comprehension into that particular Dao slightly, for it was like he was able to peer at the Dao at a physical level, something that was almost never possible otherwise.
Each drop was like a natural treasure forming, emanating the Dao he was focusing on, allowing him to see it in its entirety. This opportunity was beyond marvelous, and John did not squander a single moment of it.
Flash!
The void John and the Grand Abbot were in flashed with a bright light, tinged slightly yellow in color. The void fell silent for some time again, before another flash of light appeared, blue this time.
Flash!
Flash!
Flash!
The flashes had started out blinding, and had gradually grown lesser in intensity as time went on. Each flash represented a Dao seed forming in John's mind, and then infusing with his dantian. It was the natural manifestation of the Dao's gaining physical form for the first time.
The Grand Abbot naturally expected this, and yet he had not expected what was occurring at the same time. There were so many flashes of light. So many Dao's comprehended. Too many to be possible for one so young. And yet, he felt as if this was only natural after seeing what John had done prior.
John's mind was becoming numb, overworked from the amount of Dao's he had learned, and infused into his dantian. And yet he pushed through the numbness, focusing on the next. The Dao bead formed, and then vanished.
John paused for a moment, gathering his mental strength, and then focused on the next Dao. He paused again.
There were no more Dao's. He had exhausted all of the Dao's he knew, and had infused them into his dantian. The lack of another Dao filled him with a feeling of emptiness. He had grown so accustomed to forming a Dao bead, studying that Dao bead, infusing that Dao bead, that it felt like the process would never end.
His mind stilled for a moment, and then it was as if the sun had exploded within his body, dantian, and soul, filling every inch with a blinding white light. There was no heat, no pain, only light. A light coming from his dantian. John's divine sense entered his soul space containing his dantian, and stared at it with wondrous awe.
It glowed like a star for a moment, nearly as brilliant as the World Dimension Seed itself. It was not pure white like the World Dimension Seed, but was an off white color, as if it was missing some of the pureness that the World Dimension seed had. But it was awe-inspiring and brilliant nonetheless, as each and every Dao seed was glowing brilliantly, giving off its natural Dao color, forming together to form that blinding white light.
The flash was so bright that it erupted outwards, leaving John's spatial realm as if it was impossible to contain. It erupted within the World Dimension Seed void, sending a flash of radiance bursting outwards. For a moment, John glowed nearly as brightly as the world seed itself, making it appear as if two suns were orbiting each other, their light illuminating the other, making it glow even brighter than before.
The Grand Abbot raised his hand before his stunned face, shielding his eyes from the glaring light. It was blinding, even to someone as powerful as him.
The World Seed glowed a brilliant white light, pure as the untouched snow. It contained the multitude of Dao's within, all encompassing, perfect. Johns was nearly the same, brilliant, awe-inspiring, mesmerizing.
The brilliant light faded away, John's seated figure reappearing. The light had been swallowed within John once more, returning to its source. John slowly opened his eyes within the void, his gaze seeming to contain all the truths of the universe.
His body surged with incomparable power, heavenly Qi but slightly different, as if the Qi had been branded by John, forming something slightly different than what he had been using before. Slightly different than what anyone else used.
He smiled, satisfied.
He had successfully broken through to the Dao Transformation Realm!
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