At this moment, however, Wang Mu had already regained his original appearance.
He opened his eyes and looked at his palm.
The intricate lines on his palm glistened with a jade-like luster, no longer resembling the dry, ancient wood-like appearance from before.
As he lightly clenched his palm, a torrent of power spread out like a mighty storm, rustling the grass and trees around him.
He sensed the numerous cultivation techniques.
It was as if they had been reignited, all ready to be cultivated.
Not only that, they had all progressed, perhaps due to absorbing the Immortal Essence, his realm had directly reached the late-stage Nascent Soul.
The several main cultivation techniques had all reached the sixth layer...
"No wonder it's Immortal Essence; it feels like it hasn't been fully absorbed..."
"Not only have I returned, I've significantly increased my cultivation..."
Wang Mu glanced at Qian Mo.
He didn't look much older, just a bit weary, though.
