The Celestial Essence Divine Technique began to circulate with unprecedented smoothness.
Yang Qi focused his mind and found that his efficiency was several times faster than during his usual training.
It was as if his Divine Sense was submerged in a Spiritual Liquid that nourished the soul, being constantly tempered, strengthened, and purified.
An indescribable sense of comfort and spiritual fulfillment pervaded his entire being.
His mind grew exceptionally clear and sharp, and it felt as if his thoughts could pierce through fog, perceiving the slightest detail.
Time slipped away unnoticed as he cultivated deeply.
As its Soul Power was continuously extracted and refined, the purple-black luster of the Soul-Stabilizing Wood in his palm gradually dimmed. Its woody texture grew dry and withered.
Finally, with a soft PUFF, it turned into a small pile of grayish-black dust, devoid of any Spiritual Qi, and rustled down through the gaps between Yang Qi's fingers.
