The next morning.
Ning Zheng opened his eyes again, a gradually restrained aura flashed through his gaze. Evidently, after a night of adaptation, he could barely control the rampaging power.
After several cautious sensations, he dared to remove the isolation protective shield used for breakthrough.
Otherwise, the entire Nine-State might sense his activity, which could be somewhat exaggerated, but casually releasing a trace to crush the blacksmiths on the mountain or the Embers would be no problem at all.
"The first day of life in the Self-Transformation Realm, officially embarking on a distant journey."
Ning Zheng shook his body, stood up, feeling deeply moved.
Recalling all the previous hardships, the numerous twists and turns, finally arriving at the level of the Self-Transformation Realm.
The boasts previously made have finally become reality.
Sword Casting Manor now also has a person stationed in the Self-Transformation Realm.
He checked the time.
