Lin Yun was very satisfied with what he had gained from this Deep Meditation.
Only after waking up did he realize that he had entered a state of Deep Meditation—the so-called moment of enlightenment.
He had not been entirely certain at first, but after sensing the tremendous advancement of his Solar Scripture and the Solar God Fist deeply branded into his soul, he understood that what he had experienced was not a dream.
Deep Meditation was a state every Soul Master longed to enter. According to the Original Work, ordinary meditation merely cultivated and restored Soul Power and mental energy, while Deep Meditation could bring about a transformation in a Soul Master.
At this moment, Lin Yun thoroughly understood what that meant.
This was his first Deep Meditation, and what he had gained from it laid a solid foundation for his future rise.
"How long did I cultivate this time?" Lin Yun asked.
"Reporting to Honored One, three months in total," Di Tian replied.
"Three months..."
To be honest, Lin Yun found that duration rather strange. In his consciousness world, he had felt as though he had spent at least several years, perhaps even decades, there. Every soul skill seemed to have taken an endless amount of time to practice. That smooth familiarity was like muscle memory—he could unleash them with a mere lift of his hand.
Yet such terrifying gains had taken only three months in the outside world.
Deep Meditation truly was an enormous opportunity.
Lin Yun stood and stretched. Every bone in his body crackled like a machine restarting, producing a series of crisp pops as his joints collided. His body was strong and vigorous, without the slightest hint of weakness.
Huo Yuhao's half-year Deep Meditation had nearly ruined his body. He had needed a long period