Before beginning cultivation, in order to avoid disturbances from Yin Demons, he took out a Soul Calming Pill from his sleeve and swallowed it, then retrieved the Golden Cloud Sand.
He tossed the sand into the air. Before it could fall, a stream of Spiritual Energy surged forth from his crown, catching the sand and suspending it a foot above his head. Zhang Yan settled onto the stone platform, releasing the bindings on his Heart and Spirit, allowing Essence from his Qi Sea to surge toward the sand.
Abundant Spiritual Energy from the external world stread into his body unceasingly, continuously activating the spiritual chanism. Eighty-one strands of Spiritual Energy rotated gently within his chest, persistently generating Essence and funneling it toward the sand. One cycle propelled the next, ensuring the refining process remained uninterrupted.
If this were spiritual paper Island, how could one achieve such efficiency? Likely, within just two or three hours, the Essence in his Qi Sea would be depleted. To continue, he’d need several more days to slowly recover and cultivate anew.
As the day wore on, the Golden Cloud Sand above his head began to faintly emit a hint of shimring golden light, though flickering unsteadily, like a fragile fla on the verge of extinguishing.
Zhang Yan recognized this as the most critical mont. He did not dare to slacken in the slightest; his Divine Intent beca laser-focused. Under his concentrated effort, the golden light grew brighter and brighter, while the sand spun more rapidly in the air, drawing in Essence at an ever-quickening pace.
In the end, the Golden Cloud Sand made a soft "pop" and shattered into a useless pile of powder, scattering in all directions. Its Gold Attribute was fully rged with the Essence, and now, suspended mid-air, a speck of dazzling golden light floated, glowing like a distant star in the night sky.
Zhang Yan slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath. He recollected the eighty-one strands of Spiritual Energy back into his chest, extended a finger in front of him. The speck of light gently descended, settling on the tip of his finger.
Instantly, an aura of piercing sharpness radiated forth, seeming to invade even his Divine Soul, causing a faint stinging sensation.
A hint of delight appeared in his gaze.
At last, he had successfully forged a Xuan Guang Seed. Going forward, simply refining and nurturing it with spells would allow it to expand and strengthen. When the light of the seed could pierce through the crown of his Qi Sea, he would ascend to the First Realm of Xuan Guang: "Spiritual Light First Illumination."
He took out the Star Sword Ball and directed the Xuan Guang Seed to rge with it. With a single activation, the sword ball instantly transford into a glowing streak of sword light, elongating and retracting unpredictably. Another activation caused the sword light to expand outward, enveloping his entire body.
Zhang Yan looked upward and laughed heartily, "Excellent! With this Xuan Guang Seed, I can now transform the sword ball’s shape and size according to my will. What’s more, it can envelop my physical body, allowing to fly at speeds several tis faster than riding the clouds. With this technique, if I encounter a formidable cultivator and cannot defeat them, I can at least escape far away, avoiding certain death."
Previously, the thod he used to control the sword ball was exceedingly rudintary. As was customary among most sects, the true power of a sword ball could only be unleashed upon reaching the Xuan Guang Realm. However, now, he had barely begun to utilize so of its Dharma techniques. His life-preservation skills had significantly increased, boosting his confidence greatly.
This Xuan Guang Seed had taken only one day to form—a remarkably swift process. Feeling assured, Zhang Yan resolved to seize the montum and refine all the remaining Cloud Sand at once.
After briefly adjusting his breathing, he took out the Water Cloud Sand he had acquired from Gui Congyao, tossed it into the air again, and suspended it with Spiritual Energy to resu refining.
Over the following two days, he successfully condensed the Water, Wood, and Fire Attribute Xuan Guang Seeds one by one.
But on the third day, an unexpected phenonon occurred. When he activated all four Xuan Guang Seeds simultaneously, an earthen-yellow Xuan Seed spontaneously erged within the center of his Qi Sea. The other four Xuan Guang Seeds arranged themselves around it, aligning by the Five Elents’ directions: West-Gold, East-Wood, North-Water, South-Fire, encircling it completely.
To Zhang Yan’s astonishnt, the final Earth Attribute Xuan Guang Seed had ford naturally, without needing any Cloud Sand!
He carefully reflected upon this developnt, recalling nuances from the cultivation process. Suddenly, realization dawned upon him.
It was the principle of mutual generation within the Five Elents. After the Gold Attribute Seed had ford, stimulating the Gold Qi accelerated the condensation of the Water Attribute Seed. Using Water Energy to nourish the Wood Attribute Seed, in turn, augnted the Fire Attribute further. Once all four energies were complete and activated in unison, surplus Essence found no outlet and naturally transford into Earth Energy. Hence, the final seed manifested effortlessly and seamlessly.
No wonder each subsequent refining process felt increasingly faster—it all stemd from this inherent interaction!
However, this efficiency could only be achieved here in the Demon Cave, where Essence was inexhaustibly replenished. On spiritual paper Island, such progress would have been unimaginable.
"With all five seeds now complete, once I ascend to the Xuan Guang Realm, I can cultivate the ’Five Directions and Five Elents Tai Xuan True Light.’"
As this thought crossed his mind, he suddenly noticed radiant bursts of Five-Colored Light shining from his body. It seed as though with even the slightest movent, he could shift mountains and overturn seas. He smiled lightly and said, "So, you co to bother again."
As it turned out, more Illusion Demons had appeared, sensing his yearning for Great Divine Power, and attempting to manifest illusions to lure him in. Should his Heart and Spirit waver under their influence, he would beco increasingly vulnerable to more Demons, eventually leading to the disintegration of his essence and becoming a re soulless puppet.
Zhang Yan no longer had the patience to drive them off. The deeper one ventured into the Demon Cave, the more Demons one encountered; Yin Demons and Illusion Demons were countless, an endless nuisance. Early on, he would counter them actively, but now he had grown accustod to their presence. Most of the ti, he simply ignored them—after all, as long as his Heart and Spirit remained unmoved, they could do nothing to harm him.
Glancing at the illusions beside him, he was about to take a Soul Calming Pill when a sudden, inexplicable feeling arose within him. He set the pill down and purposely conjured mories of his past life, along with images of companions and friends who had fought alongside him.
Sure enough, affected by his thoughts, silhouettes of those familiar yet distant figures began appearing before him.
Looking at those familiar yet unfamiliar forms, Zhang Yan first sighed with a sense of lancholy, then laughed with newfound clarity, saying, "So this is the flaw within my soul? This ti, I must thank you for helping see myself clearly, ensuring that no experts down this path may exploit it in the future."
The mont he uttered these words, he felt as though an emptiness within his heart had been filled. His Divine Soul rged more tightly with his physical body, achieving a state of flawless harmony.
When he looked up again, the illusions that had surrounded him had disappeared entirely without a trace.
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