Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, it was already early autumn.
That day, Luo Yan was cultivating.
At that moment, ninety-one enormous Heavenly Rivers crisscrossed the heavens and earth within his inner world.
Around these Heavenly Rivers, tributaries of varying lengths extended outward. They intertwined with one another, forming increasingly complex patterns.
Together with the myriad large and small points of light scattered like stars, they made Luo Yan's inner firmament seem as though an ancient, profound talisman was floating within it.
At that moment, dazzling flames blazed along one of the lines of this "talisman," within a tributary of one of the Heavenly Rivers.
The entire tributary was burning, causing the "river water" within it to slowly evaporate and disperse into rising clouds of radiance.
Thus, the "river water" in the tributary gradually diminished. Although its quantity decreased, its quality improved.
The "river water" became increasingly pure, bright red and lustrous.
At that moment, the flames in the tributary gradually dimmed before finally vanishing completely.
Luo Yan had finished that day's cultivation.
In the Training Hall, he opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.
Luo Yan muttered to himself, "The lower level of the Yellow Court Canon opened many tributaries and acupoints for me, greatly increasing the total quantity of Mystic Qi."
"Last week, I finally cultivated this level to perfection and successfully broke through to the middle level."
"But the middle level no longer increases the number of tributaries and acupoints. Instead, it condenses Mystic Qi and improves its quality."
"Thus, practitioners at the middle level of the Mystic Womb Realm have the same total quantity of Mystic Qi, but its quality increases greatly, naturally making their attacks far more powerful."
"Before the Mystic Womb Realm, even at the Profound Comprehension Realm, one could