The gains from the expansion of the Qingyun Realm far exceeded Zhang Jing's expectations. Of course, correspondingly, the consumption was nothing short of terrifying.
Fifteen billion!
Even for luck movement, that was an extremely colossal number, to say nothing of it being the precious universal experience.
Zhang Jing's Divine Sense swiftly exited the Mud Pill Palace.
As if fearing that one more glance would cause his heart to start twitching uncontrollably again.
Sigh——
He exhaled slowly, releasing a breath of turbid air.
"A single Original Realm requires fifteen billion, and if I want to gather all the Origin Power of a complete derivative Original Realm, just in the Mysterious Yellow World, it would presumably take an extremely long time."
"It seems that in the future, I can't avoid sending my Dao body to the outer realms."
Zhang Jing thought to himself secretly.