Zhou Ming closed his eyes and carefully sensed the changes within his body.
The underlying rules of the Primordial Universe had always been like a great mountain, pressing down mercilessly upon his Great Dao of Strength.
The Law circulated with obscurity, leaving him with the foundation of the Great Luo True Realm yet unable to unleash his full combat power.
As the origin of fortune merged into his meridians, that intense feeling of rejection began to weaken.
Fortune was like a key—or rather, a layer of disguise.
It wrapped around Zhou Ming's Law, allowing the underlying rules of the Primordial Universe to gradually accept this foreign power.
The obscure Great Dao of Strength began circulating noticeably faster.
Zhou Ming opened his eyes, a sharp gleam flashing through them.
"It works."
He could clearly feel that the invisible shackles had loosened.
Though it was only a trace, it was a clear sign.
As long as enough fortune continued to wash over him, his Law would be able to fully merge with the Primordial Universe.
By then, he would once again be able to wield the full power of the Great Luo True Realm.
However, Zhou Ming soon opened his eyes again, his face full of helplessness.
The Luofu Realm was too small. This amount of fortune was an astronomical figure to ordinary Saints, but for someone at the Great Luo True Realm like him, it was still far from enough.
At this rate, it would take a long, long time to completely wash away the imprint of the Inner World and restore his peak strength.
"Forget it. It's still better than wasting away in the void."
Zhou Ming muttered to himself, then closed his eyes again and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the fusion of Laws.
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