Wang Zijia's expression remained unchanged. As his eyes gleamed with a cold flash, a blood-stained book page emerged from his forehead.
He glanced up at the sky, then released the suppression on his cultivation.
At the same time, in a daze, he transferred the value he'd just given his spiritual roots to his cultivation.
"Cultivation Value Degree +4356!"
His Dao Foundation, which was already on the edge of condensation, was completely refined at this moment. Under the cover of the gleaming light from the bloodstained book page, Wang Zijia began to float.
With the sudden increase in Cultivation Value Degree, it seemed as though Wang Zijia was being initiated like he was in a magic ceremony from the book page.
Blood-red, lava-like liquid, but with a vivid color of fresh blood, spurted out from Wang Zijia's body like a volcanic eruption.
