Jinge City.
Luo Yan was cultivating.
At this moment, his inner world—the world within him—was roaring through the void.
Among the blazing rivers of Mystic Qi, one of them was extending a tributary.
The void trembled. A hair-thin crack appeared in the middle of that river of Mystic Qi. As the vibrations of his inner world grew stronger, the crack gradually widened to both sides.
As soon as the crack widened slightly, "river water" poured into it, quickly filling it.
As the crack continued to extend and expand, a tributary gradually took shape.
His cultivation came to an end.
Luo Yan opened his eyes.
He sensed the changes within his body.
A week had already passed since he returned from Langya City.
During this week, he had extended another "tributary."
Adding it to the previous ones, Luo Yan now had twenty-three branch meridians, while his Mystic Apertures had reached thirty-four.
Although he had already stopped circulating his energy, Luo Yan could still feel the Mystic Qi within him surging like a raging tide, washing over every corner of his body.
It filled every inch of him with a sense of power.
"After reaching the Mystic Womb Realm, the speed and scale at which one absorbs the world's Primal Energy can be described as swallowing whales and drinking seas."
"Only with such absorption efficiency can one transform a massive amount of Primal Energy into a wisp of Mystic Qi, then use tens of millions of wisps of Mystic Qi to shake open the branch meridians and condense Mystic Apertures."
"But even so, aside from the period immediately after breaking through, it's obvious that subsequent cultivation can no longer expand the branch meridians and Mystic Apertures as quickly as it did back then."
"From the looks of it, although the Mystic Womb