C250 Spiritual Energy Condenses into Mist as If It Were a Cloud of Smoke

Gathering House.

Qin Yi closed his eyes and meditated, but it was as if he was in a heavenly palace. Clouds and mist lingered around him, as if he was in a dream.

The Array Pattern under the praying mat emitted a bright light, gathering the spirit energy of the heaven and earth.

The entire Gathering House also flickered with a faint purple light