As Wang Zijia plunged into deep levels of comprehension, the entire Duobao World seemed to come to life, undulating and rhythmically pulsing in tune with his cultivation.
The faint power of chaos was absorbed by the realm's walls, partially degraded by them, and eventually transformed into various spiritual natures, filling the Duobao World with distinctive rules, allowing it to grow slowly.
A small portion was absorbed by Wang Zijia into his body, vanishing without a trace.
And as he continued to comprehend the Dao, the Dao's charm within Wang Zijia's body started to thicken gradually.
Cultivation +34 billion!
Cultivation +21 billion!
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Time rushed by, and in the blink of an eye, a year had passed.
One day, Wang Zijia suddenly opened his eyes.
The rhythm of the Duobao World also came to a halt as Wang Zijia awoke.
Despite the enormous gains and deep insights he had acquired, Wang Zijia's face showed little joy, but instead, his brows were slightly furrowed.