Inside his residence, Yang An had just woken up. He stretched, savoring the feeling, a series of pops and cracks echoing from his bones.
The process of fusing with the second Dao of Destiny Technique had been exceptionally smooth, without a single hitch.
He had now successfully advanced to the Middle Stage of the Fake Food Realm, and his power had once again increased by a large margin.
The Fake Food Second Understanding had also expanded the capacity of his acupoint as he fused with the Dao of Destiny Technique.
If one were to compare the acupoint's capacity to something, it would be like the famous Russian Nesting Dolls. Except, you opened these dolls from the smallest to the largest, from the inside out.
With each advancement in realm, the acupoint's capacity would expand severalfold, but its actual physical volume remained unchanged.
In truth, calling it an acupoint was the nice way to put it. To be blunt, it was a tumor.
A tumor connected to his very Heart!
