Ganzi Mountain, Dragon Locking Institute, Twenty-Ninth Institute, Bingchen Branch.
Before the altar in Spirit Venerable Hall, Yuan Xian sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion with his back to the portrait of the Spirit Venerable.
As he recited a strange, low chant, the air hummed and trembled. The Seven Emotions Power invisible to ordinary people continuously burrowed into Yuan Xian's body.
His usually gloomy, cold face kept changing, cycling through every expression of joy, anger, sorrow, and delight.
After a long while, Yuan Xian slowly opened his eyes. With a thought, his figure abruptly vanished, only to reappear moments later.
He entered and exited the Lingxu Grotto-Heaven nine times in succession, yet the twelve strands of Divine Demon Will within him still showed no sign of agitation.
Yuan Xian let out a long breath and finally could not help smiling. "At last, the danger of backlash has been removed."
Hearing the laughter, the brothers Yuan Dong and Yuan Chun, who had been guarding the main hall entrance, walked inside and looked at Yuan Xian with concern. "Master, have you successfully cultivated the Heavenly Capital Transformation?"
"Not quite." Yuan Xian shook his head.
But he was not far from it now.
He gathered his thoughts, and his expression turned solemn again. "Have you uncovered any information regarding the Heavenly Demon Path?"
"The Heavenly Demon Path's inheritance is ancient and secretive. It seems to differ from that of Qi Refining cultivators." Yuan Dong frowned. "The secret scrolls on Qi Refining cultivators gathered by the institute contain only scant references. Yet in texts from the mundane world, their traces appear quite frequently."
"The ancient text Water Mirror Collection once recorded a man called Shi Sou. He was obsessed with woodcarving his entire life, and whenever he carved, he would recite chants, claiming they could