Fang Cheng meticulously tallied the various transformations in his own power, yet his heart remained unperturbed.
Whether it was the promotion of the Grandmaster Level "Visualization" skill, the exhilarating figures on the attribute panel, or the expansive, boundless True Qi Sea within his Dantian.
These gains were certainly significant, but in his perspective, compared to the true fortune of this journey, they were merely anticipated 'extras'.
Like climbing a mountain, steadily ascending via pre-planned stone steps.
The flora and scenery along the way, however delightful.
Yet pale in comparison to the breathtaking moment of reaching the summit, unexpectedly encountering the surging sea of clouds and the red sun breaking through the mist.
In the Water Prison, darkness remained.
On the rocky walls, the inscriptions left by predecessors faintly emitted a dim glow, like remnants of warmth.
Occasional water droplets fell, making a pattering sound that echoed crisply.
