"This power, regardless of its attributes or origin, exists between Heaven and Earth and yet surpasses them. With every bit of insight into the essence of power, discerning the rules and seeing the truth, this is the path to transcendence."
The Tribulation Points burned fiercely.
Chen Ping seemed to once again forget the time and place.
Only remembering going through the scorching heat and biting cold, as winters passed and springs arrived, countless years had gone by, before he suddenly woke, countless insights in his heart strung together like pearls.
What he saw was no longer the original Heaven and Earth; the composition of power had undergone a tremendous change.
"Wherever I stand, flowers should bloom."
Boom...
The ground trembled slightly.
Within a hundred-zhang radius, small flowers of orange, yellow, pure white, vivid purple, and pink bloomed from the buds of fragrant grass...
