Late at night, a waning moon hung high overhead. Dark clouds still gathered across the sky, leaving barely any stars visible.
Lin Sheng sat cross-legged atop the tower, his palms, soles, and crown facing heaven, his eyes closed in concentration.
His entire body trembled continuously at a terrifying frequency.
Faint glimmers radiated from his exposed skin.
They gradually gathered together at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After an unknown length of time, all the faint light on his body had gathered between his brows.
The once-feeble glow had now become quite solid.
His trembling body had also settled, motionless as a sculpture.
Just then, dark clouds suddenly veiled the waning moon, plunging the earth into pitch-black darkness.
The glimmer between Lin Sheng's brows shone like a star, growing ever more solid and brilliant as it slowly rose. Before long, it had emerged completely from the crown of his head.
The moment it left his body, the solid, brilliant ball of light began to dim rapidly.
Yet it continued drifting slowly upward into the air.
One breath, two breaths...
Time slowly passed. Soon, an incense stick's worth of time had gone by. The ball of light had become so faint it was almost imperceptible, and it had risen several meters above his head.
Seemingly realizing it had reached its limit, the ball of light abruptly accelerated, returning to his body before it went out completely.
As the glimmer sank into his body, Lin Sheng began trembling again. Soon, however, he settled, and another faint ball of light gathered between his brows.
Fine, cobweb-like strands spread from the light, flowing into every part of his body like tiny streams.
At the same time, Lin Sheng slowly opened his tightly closed eyes.
"Phew... That was dangerous. I almost lost myself, but