Seven days later, morning. Second floor of Golden Pond Pavilion.
The doors and windows stood wide open, a gentle breeze drifting in. The room was completely empty. On the smooth wooden floor, only a meditation cushion sat in the center.
Chen Mu was sitting cross-legged on it with his eyes closed.
A pitch-black log as tall as a person floated horizontally in midair before him.
Threads of cold, yin energy slowly gathered in Chen Mu's right palm.
After a while, Chen Mu opened his eyes and pressed that cold energy into the wooden stake before him.
Hiss, hiss, hiss...
It sounded like acid corroding something as thin Silver Veins crawled across the black wooden stake.
Before Chen Mu could closely inspect the Soul Stabilizing Stake in front of him, countless insights suddenly surged into his mind.
Chen Mu's heart stirred, and he immediately summoned the Grey Stone Gate.
Tongyou (Fortress Wall Ghost Mark): 3139/10000; Tongyou (Yama True Aperture): Limit;
"Have I reached the top?"
"It's about time it was completed." Chen Mu nodded in satisfaction.
To leave Golden River City as quickly as possible, he had worked day and night over the past several days, forging thirty-nine sets of Soul Stabilizing Stakes in succession. The Yama True Aperture Ghost Pattern's experience had soared accordingly, so its completion today was within expectations.
"Let me see what's different." Chen Mu roughly scanned the insights fed back by the stone gate, then closed his eyes and cast the Tongyou Method incantation again.
The familiar sensation of falling struck him, and his consciousness appeared in a pitch-black environment.
Chen Mu had long grown accustomed to this. He released a trace of Yama True Aperture Ghost Pattern aura to keep the Tongyou Divine Power around him stable, then calmly waited for the Ghost