After dismissing everyone, Jiang Fan stepped into the quiet chamber, casually set up several soundproofing barriers, then sat cross-legged and took out the jade slips Zixiao Zhenren had given him.
There were three jade slips in total, warm in the hand, their texture like ancient jade.
Jiang Fan held the first one in his hand and examined it.
There were no words on it, only fine, pale-silver patterns flowing across its surface.
"So this is the True Explanation of Space Master mentioned..."
Jiang Fan murmured, slowly sinking his divine sense into the jade slip.
In the next instant, it was as if he had stepped into a vast starry sky.
Inside, countless words and fragments of spatial comprehension formed three-dimensional images one after another.
From the most basic method of sensing Spatial Fluctuation, to establishing affinity with Space Law, then to the key points of condensing a Law Seed...
It advanced layer by layer, extremely detailed...
Although Jiang Fan had long since reached the Pattern Condensation realm, he truly only had a half-baked understanding of much of the basic theory.
Now, reading from the beginning, he actually felt as if enlightenment had been poured straight into his mind.
"So space isn't emptiness, but is formed from countless layered membranes..."
"The key to condensing a Law Seed lies in resonance and sympathetic vibration..."
"..."
He read with rapt attention, and phenomena began to rise around him beyond his control.
At first, only a faint Silver Light shone through his body, flowing like moonlight.
Then, the air inside the quiet chamber began to distort slightly. The light bent within three feet of him, and the shadows of the chairs swayed and warped along with it.
Even more profound was the fact that the prayer mat beneath Jiang Fan seemed to float up.