Inside Thousand Lantern City.
Shen Yan softly recited a string of incantations with a gentle rhythm and melodious cadence.
Listening from the side, Chen Mu felt as though he were hearing a group of monks chanting scripture. It somehow left him feeling relaxed and refreshed, and he could not help closing his eyes slightly.
After quite a while, just as Chen Mu was comfortably about to fall asleep in the Rocking Chair, Shen Yan stopped chanting.
"How was it?" Chen Mu immediately opened his eyes and looked eagerly at Shen Yan.
"I reflected on it carefully." Shen Yan's face was solemn. "It can help you sleep!"
Chen Mu: "..."
Is that what I fucking meant?!
Shen Yan shrugged cheerfully. "I told you already, didn't I? My Divine Embryo is complete, and my Origin Spirit is flawless and without leaks."
"You think you can pry it open with one tiny incantation? That's simply impossible..."
It's not that I'm unwilling to cooperate. You're just not capable enough, hahaha!
"How about I let you try again?" Shen Yan grinned.
Chen Mu's face immediately darkened.
Seeing the Old Ghost's smug expression made his blood boil, but if the Heavenly Demon Curse could not affect Shen Yan, then planting a Spirit Seed would be impossible.
"Just let you Old Ghosts enjoy yourselves a little longer..."
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly sensed a vague connection appear before him, like an invisible thread running straight to... Shen Yan!
Chen Mu's eyes widened. "You... really don't feel anything?"
Still unwilling to give up?
Shen Yan raised an eyebrow.
But before he could unleash the sarcastic remarks filling his stomach, he abruptly discovered that, at some point, an expanse of sky had appeared in his mind—a pitch-black sky with eight stars hanging in its center!
The Heavenly