Although the surrounding region was restless and turbulent because of his presence.
As the protagonist of the incident, Ling Wuyuan appeared quite casual, too lazy to care about such trivial matters.
Even though he truly needed to keep a low profile right now.
Logically speaking, he absolutely should not attract too much hatred.
But he also understood one thing: as long as he did not make too great a commotion, the powerhouses of the [Immortal Realm] would surely not even bother to give him a second glance.
After all, this was merely the [Mortal Realm].
Those people's attention had always been focused on the [Immortal Realm].
As for what level of trouble counted as making too great a commotion?
Probably the sort where heaven and earth were overturned, corpses carpeted the land, and the total population was drastically reduced—
At present.
The disturbance he had caused was clearly still quite far from that level.
It could not even be considered excessive slaughter.
At most, he had turned several tens of thousands of cultivators into half-dead works of art.
Therefore.
Knowing that such a matter would not cause any problems at all, he directly chose to focus on experiencing the strange sensation brought about by this current Power System.
So this was the so-called [Ascension Realm]—
It really felt like someone was chasing after him to spoon-feed him—but it was not bad.
Yes.
Not bad at all.
Even though his true strength far surpassed the scope of the [Ascension Realm] in the Xikong Immortal Realm, he still found the current sensation quite pleasant.
The reason was quite simple.
It felt as though the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from all directions was turning into trickling streams and flowing toward him, attempting to transform and optimize him. It would not be