Secret Realm, Teleportation Room!
Seated cross-legged on a cushion, Cheng Buzheng fixed his gaze on the ancient sword hovering before him, and a thought suddenly stirred!
In an instant!
The [Chaos Dao Tribulation Sword] transformed into a streak of chaotic flowing light and entered Cheng Buzheng's body.
Immediately after.
His gaze fell once more upon the smooth jade stone bead in his palm.
"Forget it!"
"I should get some proper sleep first!"
As this thought arose!
Cheng Buzheng, seated cross-legged on the cushion, made a backward beckoning gesture!
The [Innate Creation Pearl] in his palm vanished into thin air.
Then, Cheng Buzheng simply lay back.
Before long.
A bout of snoring echoed through the Teleportation Room.
Huff!
Huff, huff!!
His breathing was exceedingly heavy!
This showed just how tightly wound Cheng Buzheng's mind had been over the years.
And he was even a Half-Step Supreme expert!
It was truly inconceivable!
One day!
Two days!
Until one day, a month later!
Only then did Cheng Buzheng, sprawled on the floor of the Teleportation Room without the slightest concern for his appearance, slowly awaken.
At this moment!
Cheng Buzheng felt lighter than ever before.
Then.
Cheng Buzheng, lying on the floor in complete disregard of his image, rose to his feet.
He spread his arms and gave his entire body a shake.
In an instant, a crackling chorus of bones and muscles ringing resounded through the Teleportation Room.
At the same time.
Cheng Buzheng also sensed that his taut mind had completely relaxed.
As for the power of his divine sense?
His Magic Power?
Both had long since recovered to their peak state, and the feeling was utterly wonderful!
Right after that.
Cheng Buzheng did not delay further. He sat down cross-legged and plopped himself onto the cushion.
Then he flipped