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In the Quiet Chamber atop the mountain, Fang Qingyuan opened his long-closed eyes, his expression a little dazed. At that moment, his divine soul was still immersed in the perspectives of a myriad of projections.
After a long while, Fang Qingyuan finally regained his senses completely, after which the total volume of his divine soul began to surge explosively.
Bit by bit, piece by piece, the fragments of his divine soul that had been coexisting within the myriad birds and beasts in a fifty-li radius of the Qingyuan Sect's Land Realm now returned to his body, merging together to increase the total volume of his divine soul limitlessly.
Of course, 'limitless' was just an illusion. Once the total volume of his divine soul reached five times that of an ordinary Perfect Foundation Establishment Cultivator, the speed of its growth slowed abruptly.
