The natural Dao Rhythm, perfection unending.
Moluo wore a faint smile, as if he had completely resolved the lingering resentment within himself.
"Congratulations, senior, you have achieved Unity with your flesh."
Now, it could be considered that Moluo's wish had been fulfilled. The original intention for creating the Taoist Divine Palace was to counterattack Spirit Mountain and reclaim his flesh, yet now it was done bloodlessly.
It could be called a perfection.
"Daoist friend, you..." The old Heavenly Master was somewhat uncertain, clearly sensing that Moluo, whose primordial spirit had unified with his flesh, seemed somewhat different.
It was as if some momentous change had arisen.
"My monk mind is at peace and perfect, showing breakthrough signs," Moluo smiled and said.
As soon as these words were spoken, Chen Yuan's heart was filled with joy.
Moluo was now at the peak of the Human Immortal; if he were to break through again, wouldn't he become...an Earth Immortal!
