At this moment, above the Yin Yang Acupoint, half of the space was shimmering with dazzling white light, while the other half was enveloped in boundless dark mist.
Completely different phenomena appeared in this desolate land, and Zheng Yi, standing amidst it, felt utterly captivated. He sensed an inexplicable Dao resonance emerging from this transformation, giving him a profound understanding of the evolution of Yin and Yang Qi.
If exposed to the outside world, it would draw countless gazes.
The surging aura gathered in this place, becoming increasingly bloated as the two merged closely. The collision of Yin and Yang Qi exerted an invisible pressure, squeezing the air.
The Ten Thousand Swords Gourd and the Ghost Nurturing Gourd fused together, producing a suffocating pressure. The powerful forces oscillated against each other, compressing the space.
Zheng Yi widened his eyes, staring at the merging gourds, a captivating brilliance flickering in his eyes.
