The commotion of the military council and the ringing of iron-blooded commands seemed still to echo in his ears, but Qin Lie had already dismissed his guards and returned alone to the depths of the quiet chamber.
The heavy stone door slowly closed, shutting out all the turmoil of the outside world. Only the constant, icy touch of the Ancient Bronze Mirror Fragment pressed against his chest remained, along with the spiderweb-like, faintly throbbing "ice cracks" spread across his Sea of Consciousness—the branding left by the impact of the Wolf Spirit's will.
He sat cross-legged on the cold profound jade meditation cushion, not entering deep meditation immediately. Before his eyes, the towering crimson light of the Wolf God Mountain altar seemed to reappear once more, accompanied by the soul-freezing, terrifying pressure brought by the gaze of the Giant Wolf Phantom. That was not merely a gap in power; it was an absolute suppression originating from the level of life and the spiritual plane!
Chapter 187