In the silent room, a trace of spiritual light flickered, almost imperceptible.
It occasionally cast different colors across the room.
Among these spiritual auras, the crimson light was the brightest, followed by the earthen yellow aura, and then the sky blue aura.
The green aura, however, was just like a thin line.
When it appeared, it quickly vanished.
As time passed, these flickers of light grew increasingly intense, reaching a peak at this moment.
Finally, all the spiritual lights rippled outward like waves on a lake.
A palpable and unsettling aura emanated.
Ye Jingcheng finally opened his eyes. He clenched his hands, gathering immense spiritual power into his palms to form a massive spiritual group.
Inside him, spiritual energy was filled to the brim, radiating with four-colored spiritual lights.
At the age of thirty-six, he had finally reached the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer.
This was much faster than he had anticipated.
