The moment An Jing made up his mind, the time vortex right at the center of his Divine Sea, shaped like a clock face, began to accelerate continuously, faster and faster, until the vortex vanished and transformed into a funnel leading straight to the core of his spirit.
Yet this was merely the beginning. Soon, this ceaselessly spinning vortex began to condense, and a thread of spiritual power, Inner Breath, Spiritual Qi, and even the power of the Seven Killings Destiny Grid trickled down, coalescing at the core of his spirit into a hazy phantom of an armillary sphere.
"It's done!" An Jing knew at that moment that he had crossed the most difficult barrier.
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