A vast amount of cultivation potential remained, yet to be fully consumed. Zhong Qing naturally channeled it all into advancing his own cultivation.
"Rumble..."
Holy light shimmered about his body, divine radiance flickered, and Dao rhymes pulsed. Strands of the power of rules surged and ebbed around him, as surging purple energy billowed forth, making him appear increasingly ethereal, divine, and imposing, as if a True Immortal had descended into the world.
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