Testing Spiritual Roots

Xie Bao Shan heard this, and no longer hesitated in the least.

He took a deep breath, as if to suppress all the churning excitement and anxiety in his chest, and only then slowly stepped forward toward the Spirit Testing Monument that stood in the center of the courtyard, exuding an ancient and boundless aura.

His footsteps appeared slightly heavy, and every step felt as though he were treading on the drumbeats of his own heartbeat.

Finally, he came to a halt before the monument, his gaze fixed upon the mirror-smooth, esoteric-textured surface. He slowly raised his slightly trembling right hand and gently pressed it against the stone.

The touch was icy, and a strange suction came from the body of the monument.

Xie Bao Shan steadied his mind, and began to cautiously, bit by bit, pour his spiritual power, condensed within his elixir field, into the monument. At first, the spiritual power seeped into the monument's body like a meandering stream.

Hum--!

The Spirit Testing Monument seemed to be awakened from a deep sleep. The monument first vibrated slightly, and then a soft layer of yellow halo, as thick and steady as the vast earth, spread out from where his palm made contact, rapidly covering a small half of the monument's surface.

Immediately following that, above the layer of yellow halo, another layer of verdant green halo full of vibrant vitality burst forth like tender shoots in early spring, spreading out lightly and firmly from bottom to top, complementing the yellow halo.

Just as these yellow and green dual colors stably manifested, a sudden change occurred!

Xie Bao Shan's right hand, which was pressed against the monument's surface, uncontrollably trembled violently, as if a mighty and irresistible force inside the monument was frantically pulling and agitating the spiritual power