C317 Spiritual Energy Infusion!

Shen Feiqing drew upon an unknown power from within the space rifts, setting off a triggered restriction that reverberated across the realms. In the instant the restriction was activated, Yu Zhu was the first to sense it.

Yu Zhu immediately informed Yan Qiling, the High Oracle, and Xu Zixi. Yu Yuan was the next to be notified.

Upon receiving the news, Yu Yuan was attempting to discern the cause when a sudden jolt coursed through him. His arm bones grew inexplicably hot! Since leaving the Moonfall Sanctuary, where the Soulforge Matrix had vanished and the Soulforge Pool had fallen silent, his arms had shown no irregularities. Even amidst the numerous dangers within the Serpent Spine Mountains, his arm bones remained calm.

Yet now, as he received the Heart Lake transmissions from Yan Qiling and the others, alerting him to the anomalies deep within the Forgotten Ruins, his arm bones flared up once more. He had long been aware that the sword light branded upon his bones harbored a sword's will. That will had not abandoned him. However, wielding that sword's will and executing the sword spell required a commensurate force.

Within the Moonfall Sanctuary, he could leverage the amplification of the Soulforge Matrix, expending his entire strength to thrust his sword and slay the Moonfiend, a feat that made many formidable beings wary. But before his departure from the sanctuary, the sword light within his arm bones had depleted nearly all its latent power. And the energy imprinted within the sword light was beyond the replenishing capacity of his spiritual energy. Since then, the sword light had ceased to exhibit any mystical properties.

Previously, in the forbidden area, each instance of searing heat in his arm bones signified either a premonition or a surge of power, priming the sword light, infused with the essence of swordsmanship, for another release.

At this moment, he attuned himself with his Heaven Soul, delicately probing the surroundings. The wondrous state of the Third Eye granted him an advanced degree of Subtlety, enabling him to meticulously observe the minutest details within human flesh. He saw that his arm bones were entwined with intersecting sword lights, resembling anacondas coiled atop a mountain, previously in a dormant state, emitting no trace of their presence.

All at once, these anacondas wrapped around the arm bone mountain sparkled with a crystalline glow, as if struck by lightning, suddenly infused with energy and bursting with life.

Sword lights densely interwoven with the arm bone, flesh, and sinew created an impression akin to a thick forest within a rugged mountain range. Out of nowhere, streams of pure energy began to infuse his lower elixir field and Golden Sanctum, seemingly falling from the heavens onto his arms. This energy bypassed his conscious summoning and was eagerly consumed by the sword lights within his arm bone, transforming them into something extraordinary.

Through the perception granted by his Heaven Soul, Yu Yuan could see the sword lights coiled around his arm bone shimmering like crystals, radiating a myriad of colors. An ancient, vast, and powerful sword's will once again emanated from within him.

Then, something even more astonishing occurred. In the Forgotten Ruins, a place known for its sparse spiritual energy, the area surrounding Yu Yuan inexplicably filled with white mist. Moreover, his exposed arms were covered in droplets resembling morning dew, which then seeped into his pores. In a flash, an oceanic surge of spiritual energy penetrated his pores, converging into rivulets that streamed towards the little world of his Golden Sanctum.

Yu Yuan promptly settled into a cross-legged position, tuning out the outside world. The sounds of battle between Shen Feiqing, the cultivators from Thunder Sect and Winter's Bite, the telepathic messages from Yan Qiling and others at Heart Lake, and the exclamations from Yuan Lianyao and Lee Yuchan were all disregarded. His focus was solely on the transformation within himself, aware that this could be a heaven-sent opportunity related to the sword light in his arm bone, potentially allowing his Golden Sanctum to advance one or two minor realms.

"Yu Yuan!"

"Yu Yuan, what's happening?"

"What's going on? The space around him is like a newly formed world!"

"The very space is tumultuous and transforming because of him!"

Those who cared for him and had gathered around began to notice the anomalies manifesting around him. The eyes that were once fixed on the battle above now turned towards Yu Yuan, who sat enshrouded in a swirl of white mist. They could only discern his vague silhouette within the fog, his true appearance obscured.

Using their spiritual sense and remnant soul, they could sense the space and time within the mist shifting continuously, brimming with an indomitable sword's will. Any thought or consciousness that dared to enter was met with a sharp pain, compelling a hasty retreat.

Qin Yun let out a muffled groan. At the late stage of his Lunar Spirit cultivation, he commanded, "Don't investigate!"

As the most advanced cultivator present, he had already taken a hit. The others, too, had suffered various degrees of impact and collectively ceased their probing.

"Mr. Qin, what's the current state of Yu Yuan?"

The mayor of Asvetaesi, genuinely concerned for Yu Yuan, had withdrawn her gaze and was intently watching him when he sat down abruptly.

Yet, she could discern nothing.

"The disturbances around Yu Yuan bear a resemblance to the uproar Shen Feiqing caused when she punched the heavens," Qin Yun remarked with a peculiar look, facing the crowd's inquisitive eyes. He steeled himself and added, "I suspect that many of the Blackfang Legion commander's actions were anticipated by Mr. Yu."

"So..."

He drew out the word.

"So what?" Zhao Yafu demanded.

Qin Yun gave her a sidelong glance, inwardly lamenting the world's injustice. This young lady, who had come into her own at the Moonfall Sanctuary last year, had swiftly gained the favor of the Astral Tiger from Shadow's Keep. Her future seemed bound for greatness.

"So, Mr. Yu's odd behavior is likely connected to Shen Feiqing," Qin Yun inhaled deeply before continuing, "The question is whether this anomaly concerning Mr. Yu is for better or worse."

Lee Yuchan was about to speak when her eyes widened in alarm at the sight of someone.

It was Bai Shang, the man in yellow sackcloth with an unassuming presence, easily overlooked, who had previously been seen on the Nimbuswing.

The man, with his indifferent demeanor and humble attire, approached and watched Yu Yuan's actions with an air of astonishment.

Bai Shang had descended with Yu Yuan from the Nimbuswing and then vanished without a trace.

Yan Yu and Ning Ji, who had been in Yu Yuan's company, had never encountered Bai Shang.

But now, as Yu Yuan was suddenly enveloped in a mysterious white fog, behaving oddly, this even more peculiar man emerged, thoughtfully scrutinizing Yu Yuan.

"Mr. Bai," Lee Yuchan addressed him with a tone of unfamiliarity and caution, "What brings you here?"

"Just taking a look," Bai Shang stated impassively.

As soon as he spoke, Yan Yu and Yuan Lianyao, two women from the Silvermoon Empire, jolted and turned their attention toward him.

Bai Shang remained stoic, paying them no mind, his curiosity fixed on Yu Yuan.

Noticing no unusual reaction from him, the others refrained from any significant actions to avoid counterproductive results.

Unseen by the others, within Yu Yuan's lower elixir field, the little world known as the Golden Sanctum was enveloped in an increasingly thick white mist.

The Dragonfire Gem, which Yu Yuan had instinctively taken out and placed on his acupoint, aided in his Qi refinement.

At that moment, Yu Yuan was absorbing spiritual energy at an astonishing rate, like a whale gulping down water.

The overwhelming spiritual energy descended like a blanket over the heavens, filling his lower elixir field to the brim, as if obscuring the sun itself.

This was no ordinary cultivation but a peculiar form of "blessing"!

Through the vast spiritual energy, funneled by the opened space tunnel, it was directly "infused" into his lower elixir field.

Amidst the dense mist, time seemed to accelerate dramatically.

For Yu Yuan, immersed in his cultivation, the brief exchange between Lee Yuchan and Bai Shang felt as though it spanned ten days or even half a month.

After ten days and half a month of rigorous cultivation and the deluge of spiritual energy, his long unfulfilled lower elixir field was finally completely saturated for the first time.

The Golden Sanctum, a distinct little world within the lower elixir field, was also shrouded in thick spiritual energy. To the spiritual sense, the entire little world appeared as an endless white expanse.

Filling the lower elixir field with spiritual energy marked the attainment of the early period of the Golden Sanctum.

Once the lower elixir field began to overflow, it signified a smooth transition to the next phase—the middle period of the Golden Sanctum.

"He's made a breakthrough."

After a moment of silence, it was the typically reticent Bai Shang who spoke up slowly.

The group was stunned, peering intently but unable to discern anything.

In the depths of the white mist, the figure of Yu Yuan grew increasingly indistinct, as if he was miles away from them.

"He has reached the middle period of the Golden Sanctum."

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