Yang Yan felt the space rules within his body at that moment seemed to become a part of himself.
The rules that originally required a large amount of spiritual power to activate now only needed a small amount to exert the same power as before.
Yang Yan was enlightened for a long time, unable to return to himself.
Outside, the pill formula enveloped by Yang Yan's spiritual sense transformed into pill patterns and Luo Seal on Yang Yan's forehead.
Moreover, as Yang Yan's spiritual sense moved, the pill formulas settled like returning swallows, transforming into pill patterns falling on Yang Yan's forehead.
After the last pill pattern landed on him, Yang Yan opened his eyes.
A brilliant silver light shot from Yang Yan's eyes, shattering the space Jian Wuming had arranged around him in an instant.
The space storm rampaged around like a wild horse.
Jian Wuming's face changed as he prepared to act, but suddenly Yang Yan softly uttered a word:
"Stop!"
The space storm halted.
