After more than ten days of nourishment from the rain, greenery began to appear across the once-barren land.
After some time passed, the rain-soaked wasteland dried up, and the vegetation that had sprouted began to wither.
Under the blazing sun, the withered plants were scorched until they caught fire.
Water gave birth to wood, wood gave birth to fire...
Scenes of the Five Elements generating one another appeared throughout the small world, and Wang Daoyuan could clearly sense it.
His strength was rising.
More than a month passed, and vast swathes of dark clouds once again appeared in the skies of the small world.
Wang Daoyuan's Primordial Spirit once more cast the art of summoning wind and rain, and torrential rain came pouring down again.
His Primordial Spirit had remained in the small world for nearly half a year, while the Spirit Pearl had quietly absorbed Heavenly Dao and Law Power without causing any trouble.
Over these six months,
his cultivation had also advanced considerably,
no less than the progress he had once made after spending several centuries in the Spirit Pearl Space.
However, this improvement had been brought about by the drastic transformation of the small world. It was a one-hammer deal.
Wanting to raise his cultivation so rapidly again in the future would not be very realistic.
The lake that had appeared first was naturally the lowest-lying area on the surface of the small world, and it too had undergone many changes.
It had originally only spanned ten li in every direction, but it had now expanded several times over, reaching fifty or sixty li across.
A vast amount of rainwater, carrying mud and sand with it, flowed into the lake, turning its waters muddy.
The sediment accumulated at the center of the lake and actually formed a