"The Hell Golden Crow Bloodline has grown even stronger."
Xia Ping clenched his fist.
He discovered that after advancing to the Primordial Realm, his strength had surged by leaps and bounds. At the same time, the Hell Golden Crow Cells within his body were awakening madly, rising from three trillion awakened cells to five trillion—five trillion cells in total.
It could be said that the awakening of the Hell Golden Crow Bloodline within him had increased by over seventy percent compared to before. With a mere thought, the Hell Golden Crow Flame in his body would begin to blaze, forming a hellish sun that incinerated all things.
"The power of my divine sense has expanded as well."
Xia Ping immersed his mind into his sea of consciousness. Centered on his body, rings of divine sense spread outward, sweeping through the cosmic void in every direction.
At this moment, his divine sense covered a radius of ten million light-years, countless times stronger than before. It seemed that his soul power alone could effortlessly crush ordinary Saints to death one after another.
As his soul power increased, so too did the power of his illusions. He had gone from creating a hundred worlds with a single thought to creating five hundred worlds with a single thought.
This was not merely an increase in quantity, but an ascension in quality. The power of his illusions had reached an extraordinarily formidable level, perhaps enough to affect Saints of the Invincible Realm.
After advancing to the Primordial Realm, his power had improved in every possible aspect.
Beep beep.
At that moment, the system's voice rang out. "Congratulations, Host. Due to your actions, you have incurred the hatred of a vast number of Abyss Demons in the Abyss World, stirring their towering fury. You have gained