With the aid of Zhang Decheng's false spirit, it could be said that he now formally possessed the power of someone who had crossed over tribulation. Regardless of his strength, endurance, or anything else, nothing seemed lacking.
This eased some of the tightness in Wang Zijia's chest, allowing him to relax a little.
Previously, the situation in the Spirit Suppressing Realm constantly pressured and drove him to forge ahead.
In the face of the chaos that was bound to happen, he would have trouble even defending himself without enough strength.
Now, he could at least stop worrying so much!
He had managed to find his footing in this chaos.
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Qinglian World, Fairy Descent Peak, Xianlin Courtyard.
Early in the morning, Wang Zijia walked out of the courtyard.
"My husband!"
"Young master!"
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The few women doing their morning exercises looked overjoyed as they saw Wang Zijia suddenly appear.
