The God Realm of the primordial age held countless divine herbs that had long since vanished or remained undiscovered in later generations. Opportunities lay everywhere.
As long as Jiang Ping An could find more treasures that nourished the soul, even if each plant passed on only part of its medicinal power, little by little it would add up and greatly strengthen his soul.
For his true body in reality, the benefits would be immeasurable.
After all, one reason he had advanced so swiftly along the path of cultivation, far outstripping his peers, was crucial.
His soul was powerful enough to support his comprehension of deeper rules.
If his soul grew further through this opportunity, his cultivation speed would surely leap forward again!
Inside the cave abode, Jiang Ping An shut out every distraction and focused entirely on absorbing the medicinal power of the Golden Grain Soul Grass.
As that power flowed into his Second Soul, it nourished the World Eye deep within his Sea of Consciousness, gradually strengthening it.
He struck while the iron was hot. Supported by that potent medicinal power, he split off part of his attention to hasten his comprehension of the sixth layer of the Heaven Mending Art while deducing how to operate Prison Suppressing, the Fourth Floor of Hell of Illusory Suffering.
He had lost control over the flow of time in this world of consciousness and could no longer use the time difference to cultivate.
Yet the boost from the Golden Grain Soul Grass meant his overall cultivation efficiency was barely slower than before.
In fact, his stronger soul made certain Divine Runes that demanded exceptional insight easier to comprehend.
Time slipped by like a shuttle through the loom.
Outside, sun and moon took turns, and the four seasons changed in silence.
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