At the rear mountain cliff wall, beneath old green pines, Chen Ping'an sat half-reclined with a pot of spirit wine.
"The atmosphere of Northern Mountain."
Chen Ping'an's gaze stirred slightly, and Soul Power swept out and spread. In less than a moment, it had enveloped dozens of miles around him.
Within those dozens of miles, every scene, down to the finest hair's breadth, was all within his thoughts.
For a Great Cultivator, the source of the soul turned into a vortex, and the range of perception increased by a large margin. But those who could reach his level were not many.
The current him, judged solely by his soul, already surpassed ordinary veteran Great Cultivators.
The Perfect Dao Foundation had granted him far too deep and powerful a foundation. Even if there was a difference in realm, it could perfectly make up for it, and even suppress and overcome it.
If his Soul Manifestation emerged, all his accumulations would rise again.
However, a Great Cultivator was still a Great Cultivator after all. Most who could become Great Cultivators possessed a Pure Dao Foundation. Even if a few did not, they also had fortuitous opportunities and spiritual objects to improve it after birth; if it was not, it was nearly as good.
Those with Pure Dao Foundations could run unhindered for a time among ordinary Celestials, but once they reached the Great Cultivation Realm, they became the norm. In terms of foundation, they had not the slightest advantage.
But clearly, with Chen Ping'an's soul foundation, even after reaching this kind of realm, it could still grant him sufficient advantage.
Buzz~
Chen Ping'an's eyes brightened faintly. The rippling soul flashed and vanished, all of it returning into his spiritual platform.
"Spirit Bridge Turns Void, connecting heaven and earth. Its wondrous uses are