The mountain was silent.
The storm season had finally passed.
For the first time in many months, clear skies stretched across the heavens.
The crimson sun had returned.
Yet compared to before, Situ no longer paid much attention to the changing weather.
His focus was elsewhere.
On himself.
Inside a clearing near the mountain peak, Situ stood quietly.
A cool breeze swept across the rocky ground.
His eyes remained closed.
Empyrean Essence flowed naturally through his body.
The energy no longer felt foreign.
Nor did it feel unstable.
It had become as natural as blood flowing through his veins.
The strange transformation that began after entering the Nine Empyrean Domain had finally stabilized.
And only now did Situ have the opportunity to carefully examine the results.
Slowly, he clenched his right hand.
His fingers curled into a fist.
The moment he applied force, a deep rumbling sound emerged from his body.
It was not the sound of muscles.
Nor bones.
