The power of yin, black as ink, filled the entire Spiritual Sea. It contained a special force that defied common sense, as if it sought to directly replace Lin Xuan's Spirit Flame.
The power of yang, flawless white, flowed into his body and crazily bored into every bone, blood vessel, sinew, and muscle, turning into scorching heat as though it would smelt Lin Xuan himself.
Lin Xuan had spent twenty thousand years comprehending the Taiyin Jiyang Immortal Scripture. Now, everything was crystal clear in his heart.
The instant his consciousness returned, Lin Xuan immediately began cultivating the Taiyin Jiyang Immortal Scripture.
The original Silvermoon Divine Forging Art was no longer suitable for him. He directly circulated the portion of the Grand Yin Immortal Scripture.
"Boom!"
His Spirit Flame suddenly surged, seeming to transform into a vortex. Rather than being battered and replaced by the power of yin as before, it began actively merging with it.
Lin Xuan's vast spiritual power was rapidly worn away through this fusion.
Yet as his spiritual power weakened, wisps of even blacker spiritual force emerged.
Then, those threads of blackness began to burn. The Spirit Flame, originally transparent with flecks of silver light, began transforming toward a pitch-black hue.
"This is the Grand Yin Divine Fire!"
Lin Xuan murmured.
He could clearly feel that as the first wisp of black Spirit Flame appeared, the swelling sensation in his Spiritual Sea had already begun to lessen.
Of course, his spiritual power stretched a full 567 zhang and was incomparably vast. Transforming it all would not be so easy.
Moreover, the transformation process involved enormous consumption, which had to be replenished with cultivation time from the Soul Suppressing Pagoda.
And this was using the spirit as fire.
Completely transforming the Spirit Flame into Grand Yin Divine Fire