Shen Gongbao was terrified. Was he supposed to cultivate from the beginning again?
This was the cultivation he had attained only after hundreds of years of painstaking effort. How could it be discarded just like that?
Before he could panic or complain, another vast and surging stream of spiritual power crashed into his body, charging wildly through his meridians and organs.
Shen Gongbao let out a muffled groan of pain. It felt as though every sinew and bone in his body were being sliced by blades and cleaved by axes, his meridians torn apart before being forcibly rebuilt. The agony nearly made him faint.
Yet in only a moment, the Magic Power that had dissipated gathered once more. His cultivation realm soared wildly, abruptly rising to the Heavenly Immortal realm.
However, the power circulating within his dantian was no longer the calm and upright Yuqing Immortal Power, but had transformed into fierce, tyrannical, boundless Shangqing Magic Power.
The exhilaration of his breakthrough swept through his limbs and bones. Every place that had once felt obstructed now flowed freely, and Shen Gongbao felt light all over, his mind refreshed and clear.
He immediately kowtowed solemnly to Tongtian and repeatedly said,
"Thank you, Sage! Thank you, Sage, for the grace of remaking me!"
Tongtian waved a hand and said flatly, "Enough. Go down first."
A gentle yet irresistible force swept lightly around Shen Gongbao and sent him out of the hall.
After Shen Gongbao's figure had disappeared into the distance, Tongtian turned to Yunxiao, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"Yunxiao, how do you think Shen Gongbao should be arranged?
"He bears the Flying Bear physiognomy and is a key figure in the opening of the Great Tribulation of Investiture of the Gods."
As he spoke, his brows furrowed slightly, the doubts