In a daze, his Divine Soul returned to its rightful place.
Wang Chen's consciousness gradually revived, and his vision slowly brightened. An everburning lamp entered his sight.
He was back.
Wang Chen could not help but let out a long breath.
This descent had not kept him in the Cangqing Realm for very long.
Yet it felt as though an age had passed.
It was somewhat unreal.
However, before Wang Chen had fully come to his senses, a vast aura suddenly descended.
In an instant, his cultivation broke through the bottleneck of the eighth level without the slightest hindrance, vaulting straight into the ninth level.
And it continued to rise.
Only when it reached the peak of Golden Core ninth level, on the verge of breaking Golden Core and forming Nascent Soul, did Wang Chen abruptly snap awake and immediately suppress the instinctive urge.
This was not the first time he had encountered such a situation.
Without question, this was a Heavenly Dao reward from the Haotian Realm, rewarding Wang Chen for bringing the source power of a lower realm into this world.
But now was absolutely not a good time to break through a major realm. Wang Chen had not made any preparations either. If he forced a breakthrough and failed, the consequences would be unthinkable. His years of painstaking effort could very well go up in smoke!
Thus, although the temptation of advancing directly to Nascent Soul was immense, Wang Chen forcibly crushed it beneath his powerful will.
He still needed more accumulation.
Closing his eyes, Wang Chen circulated his cultivation and quietly digested the gains from this journey.
Three days later, Wang Chen emerged from seclusion.
Afterward, he summoned Su Ziling and asked whether anything had happened during his seclusion.
Everything had been peaceful, and no accidents