1566 Ninth

The eyes of the man opened wide. There was nothing dignified about his current appearance. It was as though his facade had been peeled away, revealing the true weight of the shock in his heart. No matter how many times he checked, double checked, even triple checked what he was sensing, he still couldn't quite believe it. 

Let alone him, the Seventh Heaven felt as though someone had gripped their throats, the breath of the entire plane being snatched away. 

Not long ago, there had been a huge celebration of Litaor because he formed a mere Peak Hegemonic Dao. But what was this? 

A Founding Dao? A Mature Founding Dao? 

The only one who felt that this was more manageable to accept was Aika. The moment she realized Ryu had the Mysteries of Heaven and Earth Pupils, the odds of such a person maintaining their Founding Dao through to the Sky God Realms was only a matter of fact.