Deep within the mountain cave.
Traces of flowing water flickered in and out of sight.
Every breath and wave that struck the Vortex Armor vanished without a trace. No wind, no waves.
"Phew..."
Liang Qu sat cross-legged in the cave, his eyes tightly shut.
The third Divine Power Seed.
Whether there would be any extra gains depended entirely on this attempt!
With his mind made up.
He clenched his teeth.
Countless rays of light intertwined within the Ze Cauldron in his Sea of Consciousness, glittering brilliantly.
Yet just as he prepared himself for pain, waves of warmth seeped from his spine, flowing like tiny streams into his four limbs and hundred skeletons.
Huh.
No pain?
Liang Qu was greatly surprised.
When he had condensed the first and second Ying Long Marks, the pain had nearly killed him. It was no different from being reforged in a furnace, turned into a lump of red-hot steel and pounded, flattened, kneaded, and rounded beneath a massive hammer. The third time had been somewhat better, but this fourth time was completely out of character—not painful in the slightest?
The heat in his back grew heavier and heavier. Sweat gradually seeped from Liang Qu's forehead and merged with the water flow, but this scorching sensation was far from agony. It was merely like bathwater being too hot.
Who knew how much time passed.
In a daze, with his mind emptied, the scene before him abruptly changed.
Day and night reversed.
That same wisp of clear qi remained, as did the towering mountains and upright green pines.
Cloud and mist surged and flowed across heaven and earth.
Never a third time after a second.
Liang Qu thought he would once again skim lightly through the skies, witnessing the vastness of heaven and earth and Wandering the