Ji An came outside his cave dwelling. Watery moonlight fell soundlessly, the chirping of insects drifted in and out, and the entire mountain lay still.
An Auspicious Cloud rose beneath his feet and carried him high into the air. After restraining the cloud's radiance, he sat cross-legged facing the full moon, forming the Zi Wu Hand Seal as he waited.
When he sensed a mysterious power descending from the sky, he activated his secret art, his lips moving soundlessly.
Moon essence across the sky condensed into frost-colored threads. Streaks of silver light descended from the nine heavens, wrapping around him like a white silken cocoon.
Similar scenes appeared throughout the mountains. The Nascent Soul cultivators stationed at the Nanhua Sect were all cultivating at this moment; even True Monarch Juque, a body cultivator, was no exception.
The strength of the light made it easy to distinguish the cultivation levels of the various cultivators. The higher one's cultivation, the more compatible one was with the technique; the more moonlight one could gather within a given time, the longer one could absorb moon essence.
The image of a full moon appeared between Ji An's brows, and his black hair turned silver in an instant.
A thousand streams of silver radiance entered his abdomen, gathering between his brows like swimming spirit serpents. They knocked open the gates of Guanghan Palace and descended from the decorated ceiling of the main hall.
A tranquil, chilling aura spread through the hall. The Nascent Soul formed hand seals, and as its ten fingers bent and stretched, bright white streams of light condensed into Moon Dew like crystalline jade nectar, falling into the Jade Basin at the center of the hall.
The sound of dripping rang without end, its lingering echoes cleansing the soul.
As the moon essence