As soon as consciousness returned and merged with his Primordial Spirit, Wei Fan felt the world tremble as if the pillars supporting the heavens were about to collapse. The Great Dao roared, emitting boundless divine light, and the power of the Great Dao surged in like a tide, shaking his own Dao along with it.
The power of the Great Dao was like water, and his Dao was like a vessel rapidly being filled with water, swelling quickly, giving him the sensation that his Dao was about to burst.
"How could this be!"
Wei Fan was shocked. Ever since the Golden Bell Shield transformed into the Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield, his cultivation in this Martial Arts had never influenced his own cultivation, as if this Martial Art was no longer related to him.
From the Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield to the present Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, no matter how the Golden Bell advanced, his cultivation had never changed.
