"Fortune favors the bold."
Zhou Ping'an hovered in mid-air, looking down at the Zhaoshan County City below. As the Prefectural Governor and Commander fell in battle, and both Old Monk Xuan Shan and Tang Yuanqing from the Tang Family perished, the thirty-thousand-strong army collapsed instantly.
A glimmer of enlightenment faintly surfaced in his heart.
This world is very strange.
The Qi Fortune of heaven and earth converges in an inexplicable manner.
Just like this moment.
Although visually there seems to be no change in heaven and earth, deep in his soul, he felt a torrential flood of murky forces from all directions entering his body.
This force was immensely powerful, merging into his physical body, resolving the slight disharmonies felt due to hurriedly refined Body Orifices, disappearing without a trace.
His bones and flesh condensed once more, becoming stronger and more resilient.
