The space around the magma lake, which had been surging with heat waves, now seemed to have been frozen in time, transformed into a painting.
Wang Yi rose to his feet and looked around at the magma lake and cave, which had become crystal-like and semi-transparent. Then he lowered his head to look at his faintly transparent right palm, a strange smile appearing on his face.
"Success."
There was a pattern to the increase in strength gained from fusing Origin Spirit Orbs.
Except for the very first one, which took one from nothing.
Every three fused orbs brought a qualitative transformation in strength.
Wang Yi sensed the power within him, and a smile slowly spread across his face. "When I had fused one orb, using the Lie Yuan Technique made me comparable to someone who had fused three Origin Spirit Orbs. Now that I've fused three, I'm equivalent to someone who has fused six."
Powerful!
Wang Yi was in an exceptionally good mood.
Of course, he also sensed that the originally blurry silhouette of the Demon Abyss had become somewhat clearer. It seemed that the Demon Abyss had drawn closer to him.
The Demon Abyss vaguely appeared to be an incomparably massive sphere.
That was what Wang Yi saw from his current perspective of perception.
"Fusing the third Origin Spirit Orb didn't put much pressure on me. Although the Demon Abyss's influence on me has deepened somewhat, the entire fusion process still went very smoothly," Wang Yi murmured.
He looked again at the shadow of the Demon Abyss projected upon his soul.
The Demon Abyss—he now vaguely suspected that it was the greatest secret in this world. As he fused more Origin Spirit Orbs, one day he would surely be able to glimpse its true nature. Perhaps by then, Tianhuang