A dark cloud lingered over the vast cosmic space of the Forbidden Land, unwilling to disperse for a long time.
Wang Jixuan was forcefully controlled under the dark cloud, his main body and the foreign soul puppet sitting back to back, eyes filled with numbness.
He was numb.
Truly numb.
After more than a dozen consecutive Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunders, followed by more than a dozen rounds of protection circles, each Divine Thunder transformed into a peculiar Daoist charm carrying the power of Heaven, mainly nourishing his foreign soul puppet and incidentally allowing his main body to benefit.
As a result, now his main body's Dao Realm couldn't be restrained anymore.
He stepped into the damn Mahayana Realm!
Without new insights in the Mahayana Realm, wasn't it just following the old path of the second life and benefiting from the blessings of the first and second lives?
Wang, who had gained the advantage, thought heartlessly, unable to help but grin.
