Between each breath, there seems to be a life pulsing.
"Spiritual Energy Storm, Spirit Sea Tide..." Xie Qingyun gazes at the sight before him, softly murmuring, "The Demon Race can use it, why can't we?"
.....
Dome City.
Xie Qingyun left not long ago.
Lu Qingshan's words had just fallen, when suddenly, he noticed a disturbance within his sea of consciousness.
His heart involuntarily trembled.
The sea of consciousness is where the Primordial Spirit resides, and the Primordial Spirit is the essence of one's life; even the slightest anomaly is worth attention.
Lu Qingshan swiftly concentrated his thoughts, inwardly examining his sea of consciousness.
Then, he was utterly astonished:
In the sea of consciousness, the Green Snake Spirit that perpetually coiled above his Primordial Spirit, akin to a dormant being, was now glowing intensely with azure light.
The azure light surged aggressively towards the west as if uncontrollable but was intercepted by the Green Snake.
