At this moment, Wang Mu's mind recalled bits and pieces of the past.
As well as the less than century-long, dreamlike cultivation journey.
"It feels like I'm dreaming…"
Consciousness gradually plunged into darkness, and in the blur, Wang Mu saw that figure again.
Only, it was becoming clearer.
At the moment the primordial spirit scattered, Wang Mu could no longer sense the existence of the system.
Only seeing the soul energy pouring out from the primordial spirit and slowly flying into the latter's figure, he realized that all his deductions were correct.
"You're not a reincarnated immortal, how can you cultivate so fast?"
That sentence from Little Jiao Huo, like a dream awakening, reminded Wang Mu at the time.
Greatness lies in self-awareness.
Only by keeping a clear understanding of oneself at all times can one peel away layers of fog to see the true world.
Indeed…
"Without this cultivation system, what would make me able to cultivate so quickly?"
