This realm.
Not to mention facing the pressure of an entire state,
even just a single prefecture, a mere Yunluan Sword Palace, Song Yuan at the peak of the Primordial Pill...
could suppress him until he couldn't breathe.
But now?
Jixia stood upon the vast Wei River.
Allowing the damp cold wind to whip at his profound golden robe and sleeves.
He gazed at the waves cresting like a tempestuous dragon of the heavens, retreating in fear.
With just a light raise of his hand, he could see the translucent, jade-like palm, and with a thought, gather a force capable of triggering tsunamis and shattering mountains...
inevitably becoming immersed in this 'extraordinary' divine might.
"If it were the current me..."
"Even if in future generations, the Brahma Mirror Demon Body is exposed and many forces eye it covetously, I... can still resist them!"
In his mind, the chapters of reincarnation were dazzling, with two 'memory fragments' condensing from it.
