When a Great Sage fell, the spectacle of Dao Collapse was terrifying beyond measure. The heavens and earth within several thousand li would all be affected.
Moreover, the higher one's cultivation, the more intensely one would feel it. The Primordial Spirit felt as though it were about to shatter. Ordinary people, on the other hand, barely felt anything at all, at most sensing wild winds sweeping through heaven and earth.
The martial artists of Water Cloud City fled the area in terror. Demons and fiends from every direction likewise flew away in panic, staring in horror at the sight of the Dao Collapse soaring ten thousand zhang high.
"Who had fallen?"
Whether human powerhouses or demons and fiends, that was the thought in all their minds. They had no idea which Great Sage had been slain at Wutong Ridge.
Wei Fan fled several hundred kilometers away, yet he still felt his Primordial Spirit tremble. His own Dao boomed, severing its connection with some of the great Daos of heaven and earth.
However, things were already far better than before. As he entered the Dharma Form Realm, his own Dao had been further condensed, and his ability to withstand Dao Collapse had greatly increased.
After killing Wang Chuanzong, obtained 500,000 years of Ordinary Cultivation Power and 10,000 years of Martial Saint Power (P.S.: it was previously written as nine thousand and has been corrected).
Ordinary Cultivation Power: 9.36 million years Martial Saint Power: 17,500 years
The panel flickered. Even while racing along, Wei Fan spared a moment to glance at it, a smile curling his lips. This time, the gains were enormous. Not only had he saved enough cultivation power to upgrade the Myriad Spirits Bell, he had also gained over seventeen thousand years of Martial Saint Power.
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