This is an incredibly interesting and incredible process.
Soil and rock were shaped according to one's own wishes, as large chunks of ruins and debris were gradually melted and devoured by the earth, like chocolate falling into hot milk. The distant farmland had already been outlined, and where the ruined temple once stood, a space as flat as if it had been leveled by a machine had swiftly taken shape.
Then, stones rose from the center of the cleared space, forming a large platform about a dozen centimeters above the ground.
Yu Sheng felt his connection with the valley growing tighter, and his control over it became more adept. He focused his mind, trying to refine the details of the platform and continuously increasing its strength and the "depth" of its roots in the ground.
The process was like becoming gradually accustomed to one's "limbs."
