Xie Tian also felt somewhat astonished. The crazy old man had said before, "Extraordinary Dao fruit phenomena: thirty zhang of auspicious clouds for transcendence, fifty for sanctity, and a hundred for the pinnacle."
Why, his body not bearing the twin curved blades as before, would another thousand zhang of auspicious clouds appear?
"Could it be that I could again shape a Dao fruit for myself?"
Xie Tian's heartbeat suddenly quickened, but in the next moment, he realized that these auspicious clouds conveyed no information. It seemed that this time, the thousand-zhang auspicious clouds only allowed him a choice among nine pinnacle Dao fruits.
"Too greedy..."