The Heavenly and Earthly Qi had now turned into fuel, boosting the ascendancy of the Purple Mansion.
As the Purple Mansion began to unfold within Cheng Guang's body, the aura on him gradually became more substantial and imposing.
Qing Luan, who was beside him, noticed the activity on Cheng Guang's end. Her beautiful eyes slightly opened in disbelief, and then widened.
"The Princely Heir's aura..."
"Is this still the Purple Mansion Realm? It feels almost indistinguishable from a Martial Artist of the Divine Power Realm..."
Qing Luan muttered incredulously to herself.
The Black Cub, which had been toyed with in her hands like a plaything, also opened its eyes, sizing up Cheng Guang.
As it looked toward Cheng Guang, a sense of closeness and submission involuntarily arose in its heart.
Its inner resistance had little power to defy the inexplicable and immense binding force.
"What in the world is going on, woof."
"I was in the Imperial Palace, wasn't I, woof."