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As a result, a Dharma Phase Warrior now existed within his Dao Foundation. Was this Dharma Image truly his, or was it not? What did he himself count for?
If the Dharma Phase Warrior were a grand feast, could it be that he was merely the dish that held the food?
Or, using the common terminology of the Outer Heaven World, was he now a mere 0.25 of a Dharma Phase?
While troubled by these thoughts, Wei Yuan suddenly sensed something and flew out of the quiet room, looking up at the sky.
At this time, thin clouds were forming in the sky of the Boundary Domain, like silk and gauze, with sunlight piercing through the clouds, illuminating patches of mountainous and forested landscape as if it were a realm of the immortals.
Threads of fine rain began to drift down from above. The rain contained invigorating spiritual energy, and many people stopped their tasks to step out of their houses and gape at the unexpected Spirit Rain.