He could feel that sothing within him had changed.
Simply put, he felt the surrounding Spiritual Qi more clearly, as if the whole world had beco clearer, even down to a single speck of dust.
And when his soul re-entered his body, the warmth, akin to a mother’s embrace, beca more obvious, and he instinctively wanted to do sothing.
As if blessed with a good heart.
He took out the volu of "Nine Songs Mountain Ghost" given to him by his master.
After flipping to a page, he gently played the Emotion Song.
His Lifebound Magical Artifact, the Sun and Moon Ring, floated in mid-air, casting just the right amount of sunlight, and the small Magical Artifacts on it clinked lodiously.
A phantom of Jianmu appeared behind him.
The bronze-colored glow on Jianmu beca more pronounced.
lodious music flowed from his fingertips, rising gently like willow branches, in all directions, ignoring the soil, ignoring the complex Spiritual Power environnt, as if just breaking through the earth.
Reaching from the ground towards the sky.
Even the most complex Spiritual Qi environnt did not reject them, and soon, they covered half an acre, an acre, ten acres... and continued to expand.
The extrely complex Spiritual Power was separated by the power of the Emotion Song, following the willow-branch-like light, transmitted to Li Ye’s side, who was deep within the earth’s cavern, surrounding his body.
Soon so cultivators noticed this scene.
They boldly approached, but were not attacked by the willow branches; instead, the gentle yet joyous music within the branches eased their inner anxiety and agitation.
They realized that this complicated Spiritual Power environnt was quite unpleasant for most cultivators, and coupled with the need to engage in magical duels with others, this rare tranquility filled them with gratitude.
"Thank you, senior!"
They didn’t know whether this was achieved by a Golden Core or a Nascent Soul wielding Great Divine Techniques, but it didn’t stop them from expressing their gratitude.
So cultivators who arrived and were still embroiled in magical duels were either stopped or subdued by the others present.
The radiant willow branches shone brighter.
The lodious music began to spread from the ground to the sky.
The falling Celestial Veins seed to receive so kind of traction, all plumting towards this place, not changing direction abruptly.
Everyone witnessed this scene, seeing the Celestial Vein teor shower falling towards this area, a spectacle so grand that cultivators ceased their dueling, using various thods to rush here.
Yet before they could approach the willow branches, Wei Qingye, clad in a Taoist robe, had already arrived with a group of sword cultivators.
He said nothing, simply sat on the ground silently, embracing his sword, the sharp Sword Qi surrounding him turned into a gentle breeze as it touched the willow branches.
A willow branch draped precisely over Wei Qingye’s head, a smile on his face.
In addition.
In the Heavenly Do, three swords capable of tearing through space, carrying a Nascent Soul aura, successively swept past and embedded into the ground.
No words were needed, their presence was enough to intimidate.
"..."
This scene left all the cultivators astonished.
Was soone about to advance? To create such a spectacle?
——Within the cavern, Li Ye floated in mid-air, surrounded by countless shimring lights.
In his Dantian.
His Mana truly condensed into a Pill, no longer illusory as before, but real, radiating an almost immortal golden light like the sun.
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