The moment his consciousness returned and merged with his Primordial Spirit, Wei Fan felt the heavens and earth sway. The Great Dao roared as though the pillars holding up the sky were about to collapse, releasing boundless divine light. The power of the Great Dao surged in like a tide, shaking even his own Dao.
The power of the Great Dao was like water, while his Dao was like a vessel suddenly filled with an immense amount of water. As it rapidly swelled, he felt as though his Dao was about to burst.
"How could this happen?!"
Wei Fan was greatly startled. Ever since the Golden Bell Shield had transformed into the Roaring Tiger Golden Bell Shield, cultivating this martial art had never again affected his own cultivation, as though the martial art no longer had anything to do with him.
From the Roaring Tiger Golden Bell Shield all the way to the current Myriad Spirits Bell, no matter how much the bell improved, his cultivation had never changed.
But now, the surging tidal power of the Great Dao nearly burst his Dao apart. He had no choice but to slow the rate at which he added Martial Saint Power.
But it was useless. Since this abnormal phenomenon had already appeared, slowing the rate at which he added power would not calm the trembling of the Great Dao.
The scene before him was like some colossal creature appearing in the sea and stirring up towering waves, causing the Great Dao to quake.
"Fifty zhang already!"
In a short time, his Dao had risen by fifty zhang. Converted into Martial Saint Power, that was fifteen hundred years. More importantly, this increase seemed unstable. His Dao rose and fell with the ebb and flow of the tides.
Moreover, this was a forced,