"Your realm… your realm… what's going on?!"
Faced with the current Feng Xia, no matter how knowledgeable Ying Daoyi was, he could not help but fall into a daze.
This strange junior of the human race only had a Mystical Wheel and a Dao Platform. At this moment, he did not even have a Primal Core but he had created another strange realm on his Dao Platform.
A magnificent and majestic Divine Mansion!
What the hell was that?
After the Dao Platform Realm, should cultivators not condense their spiritual energy, pacify Yin and Yang, and forge an immortal Primal Core?
Above the Primal Core Realm, one had to develop the potential of the zifu between one's eyebrows, and then utilize one's essence, energy, and spirit to paint a Grand Dao Dharma diagram!
In the end, Feng Xia did not have a Primal Core nor a Dharma. Instead, he was exuding an intimidating pressure that was increasing exponentially. He was as majestic as a young true deity!