"Has the Little Cang Realm really broken through its limits?"
"He really pulled it off!"
Patriarch Chongyuan gazed at the pitch-black realm before him, now several times larger and drawing in vast quantities of the surrounding primordial chaos substance. Though he had personally taken part, the sight still filled him with indescribable shock.
He had always known that mighty cultivators could reshape heaven and earth as a matter of course, but defying heaven to change an entire realm's fate was far too rare. It simply shattered the conviction he had always held.
Watching Wang Ba put the realm in order also gave him the faint beginnings of an epiphany.
A realm's rules were extraordinarily complex and precise, far more comprehensive and profound than those any single cultivator could master. Yet precisely because they were so profound and interlinked so harmoniously, they did not manifest outwardly. Normally, cultivators rarely had a chance to gain insights from a realm. Only once it became World Remains could they pry open its corpse and obtain its final gifts.
But a functioning realm was, after all, different from a dead one.
Under Wang Ba's hand, the entire process of the Little Cang Realm rebuilding itself after destruction, defying heaven to change its fate, breaking through its limits, and becoming a Great Realm was laid bare before everyone. Thanks to his Myriad Laws Lineage, Wang Ba had presented virtually every rule within the realm.
How they operated, how they changed, how they intersected with other rules and resonated in concert to construct a complete realm...
Most of those present understood only fragments of this process. A few felt something stir within them, while an exceedingly small number of cultivators felt as though a staff had struck their heads and wisdom had been poured straight into their