"Ninth-rank Dao Domain..."
Alone amid the boundless ruins, Wang Ba quietly felt the changes in his Primordial Spirit and Dao Domain.
"Compared to the Dao Domain, my Primordial Spirit seems rather weak. If not for 'Myriad Streams Return to the Source,' which I comprehended in Qian'guang Cave in the Cloud-Heaven Realm, using the emptiness of the Primordial Spirit to encompass myriad phenomena and, in turn, letting the Dao Domain drive the Primordial Spirit's breakthrough, I probably couldn't have broken through smoothly."
"So although I've broken through now, my Primordial Spirit is still somewhat lacking. As for the Dao Domain, though..."
Sensing the transformation of the Dao Domain within his Primordial Spirit, Wang Ba frowned slightly.
Perhaps because it had been tainted by the Boundary Sea Laws, the Dao Domain seemed somewhat impure and jumbled.
Before going outside, he might not have been able to sense it, but after experiencing normal Boundary Sea Laws, he could now clearly feel the inferior quality of the laws within the Sea of Boundary Turmoil.
They even faintly interfered with the normal laws he had comprehended.
It seems the Sea of Boundary Turmoil is still no place to linger.
Wang Ba's heart grew slightly heavy.
He wanted to test the changes in his Dao Domain, but he also knew that no opponent in the Sea of Boundary Turmoil could let him unleash its full power.
No, there is still one person.
A thought suddenly struck Wang Ba. Without hesitation, he shook his sleeve and flung out a figure.
The figure was red all over, faintly bound by Divine Patterns, his eyes tightly shut as he remained unconscious. It was Bodhisattva Zhizhen, whom Wang Ba had captured.
He raised his hand and waved it gently.
The Divine Patterns on Bodhisattva Zhizhen dissolved like ice and snow.