"A deal’s a deal. The portion I originally promised to you from my bet with Old Shuo will be deducted from this. As for these dicinal herbs, it’s just a matter of convenience. Besides, there must be good stuff in that cave mansion of the featherless beast!"
Second Granduncle said excitedly.
Zhou Qing looked at the five top-grade Five Elents Spirit Stones and imdiately took a step back, bowing respectfully.
"Alright, alright, let’s get down to business!" Second Granduncle waved his hand and quickly ford seals with both hands.
Spirit runes flowed from his fingertips, surrounding the Spirit dicines, enveloping them soon after.
Next, the rune cage began to spin rapidly, bringing the Spirit dicines inside along with it.
Soon, a rich fragrance emanated from within, revitalizing anyone who inhaled it.
Zhou Qing promptly sat cross-legged and adjusted himself to the optimal state.
Not long after, six drops of Spiritual Liquid of various colors began to form.
"Here I co!" said Second Granduncle.
With a flick of his finger, the six drops of Spiritual Liquid slowly entered Zhou Qing’s sea of consciousness one by one, then directly rged into the blood-colored imprint.
In just an instant, the previously calm sea of consciousness roiled furiously.
The previously harmless blood-colored imprint seed violently stimulated, transforming into a blood-colored Golden Roc, soaring with wings spread wide, just like in the martial arena.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing was pleasantly surprised; so reaction was at least a good sign.
Soon, the blood-colored Golden Roc seed to be in great pain, letting out an ear-piercing roar continuously.
It then turned its gaze towards the Primordial Spirit seated in the sea of consciousness, eyes filled with hatred, and attacked furiously, seemingly aiming for mutual destruction.
Zhou Qing was tense, forcefully keeping his Primordial Spirit still, his gaze fixed intently on the four-colored flower rooted in his sea of consciousness.
As the blood-colored Golden Roc approached within three ters of the Primordial Spirit, the four-colored flower finally sensed danger, radiating intense light.
A defensive barrier ford imdiately in front of the Primordial Spirit.
In the next mont, the blood-colored Golden Roc collided with it, resulting in a dull roar that shook the entire sea of consciousness.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing let out a long sigh of relief.
Before the blood-colored Golden Roc could react, the four-colored flower began to spin rapidly, then turned into four beams of razor-sharp light, directly suppressing and slicing through it.
The blood-colored Golden Roc emitted a series of miserable shrieks.
In less than the ti it takes to burn a stick of incense, it let out a final desperate howl before dissolving into specks of blood light and disappearing.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing finally let go of the anxiety in his heart.
However, his sea of consciousness had been consud by more than half by the four-colored flower, showing just how stubborn this imprint left by a Spirit Severing Realm expert was.
anwhile, outside, Second Granduncle watched Zhou Qing’s furrowed brow with concern.
"Nothing bad will happen to this kid, right?" Second Granduncle said anxiously.
After a mont of hesitation, he placed a hand on Zhou Qing’s forehead, releasing a sliver of divine sense to slowly infiltrate.
Just as he entered Zhou Qing’s sea of consciousness without fully understanding the situation, the four-colored flower started approaching instantly.
As if triggered by so powerful defensive chanism, it shredded his divine sense into pieces before he could react.
Second Granduncle let out a muffled groan, quickly releasing Zhou Qing’s forehead and staggering back a few steps, his face full of shock.
"This four-colored flower’s protective behavior is too strong! No wonder the kid said that Old Peng King’s attempt at body possession failed and cost him a copy of the ’Emperor’s Brilliance Scripture.’ It seems to be true!"
Second Granduncle muttered, his voice tinged with fear.
The increase to prevent possession is indeed enviable.
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