Hu Yuan sat cross-legged beside the Spirit Pool like a massive rock, an ethereal halo shimmering around his entire body. At this moment, he was wholly and intently immersed in the marvelous process of absorbing spiritual power, his entire being seeming to merge seamlessly with the surrounding spiritual qi of heaven and earth.
Deep within his Dantian, the spiritual power surged like a roaring tide, forming a massive vortex that churned violently. Its momentum was as unstoppable as a galloping army of ten thousand horses. His long-parched meridians resembled a riverbed finally welcoming sweet rain after a severe drought; from the dense network of cracks, tiny specks of glowing light gradually began to overflow. Though minuscule, these specks were brimming with hope. Every subtle stage of healing was accompanied by a tingling, needle-like numbness, as if countless microscopic electric currents were darting through his meridians, bringing a trace of pain intertwined with the joy of rebirth.
Finally, at the moment when the last tiny fissure was completely filled by the warm and mellow spiritual power, the hazy phantom of the Nascent Soul within his mysterious pass—like a sleeping spirit finally awakened—slowly opened its eyes. The Nascent Soul's tender little hands skillfully formed the Ziwu seal, the movements appearing slightly youthful yet imbued with a touch of solemnity, and then it executed a distant bow toward the direction of the Spirit Platform. In an instant, a majesti…
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