Casting talismans in midair

The Dragon Ladder descended very slowly.

It would probably take a year or two to reach the outskirts of Chang'an in the Lower Realm.

Ding Ling pondered this.

"It looks like the Immortal Realm will need a year or two to be fully repaired and perfected."

Over that year or two,

the Immortal Realm would continually feed power back to Ding Ling.

This would imbue him with all sorts of mysterious, unfathomable energies.

What exactly were these energies good for?

Ding Ling had no way of knowing yet.

But he had an instinctive feeling that if he could master them completely, they would bring tremendous benefits to his future progress in the martial Dao and immortal Dao!

He was currently only a martial golden core cultivator, still a world away from becoming an immortal.

Yet even at his current level, the Immortal Realm had begun pouring its strange, mysterious power into him.

That power lay beyond what his current cultivation allowed him to control, so he had no idea what it actually did.

But he knew one thing.

If there were benefits to be had, he would take them first and worry about the rest later.

And so he decided to remain in Romance of the Three Kingdoms for another year or two.

"I can use that time to cultivate with Diao Chan and the others and help them grow stronger!"

But before that,

I need to visit the mortal world.

With that thought, Ding Ling took off his yellow robes and changed into everyday clothes. He took a single step, and in the next instant, he arrived at a Daoist temple a dozen or so li outside Wan County's town in Lujiang Commandery, in the Human Realm.

Since becoming the Immortal Realm Great Emperor,

the power unleashed by his