Zhang Ronghua opened his eyes, and all kinds of strange phenomena swirled and entered his body again. His temperament changed, and he was ethereal, like a master who had transcended the world.
His brows were tightly knitted together, and his face was filled with confusion.
"Seven realms of Great Dao Origins? Wasn't the realm of martial techniques only at the sixth realm? The highest level of cultivation was the Near-Dao Technique, but it could not be improved? Why are there still seven states?"
He had read so many books and rare books, but there were no records of this.
Zhang Ronghua had a vague feeling that he had already reached the peak of the seventh level of medical skills and could not improve any further.
"With my current medical skills, can I solve His Majesty's problem?"
He shook his head.
