Within the spiritual platform space.
Silent ripples spread outward.
As the ripples spread, the silver-lustrous flames went out one after another.
There was only the pitch-black, void spiritual platform space.
A silver-white flower was blooming.
The flower had six petals, its whole body silver-white, like moonlight condensed, and like a flower's phantom carved from fragments of stars, quietly emerging.
The Spirit Flower was complete!
At that moment.
The old man in the thatched hut saw the mental fluctuations spreading constantly around Jiang Ning fade into calm.
He saw Jiang Ning's aura turn restrained, deep as an abyss.
The next moment.
The corners of his eyes tightened slightly, adding a few more wrinkles.
A silver-white flower slowly drifted up from within Jiang Ning's body.
And three feet above his head, red and golden flowers were already floating.
As this silver flower slowly rose, a pull and resonance began to form between the three flowers.
Buzz—
The void shook.
Invisible ripples spread from there.
In an instant.
Wherever the ripples passed, the tables and chairs, teacups, stove...
All manner of things began to tremble.
Buzz—
Another ripple spread, and those objects shook once more.
At this moment, that Silver Flower had already risen to the empty space three inches above his head and was slowly rotating.
As it swayed, specks of silver light scattered down.
Pure and bright as moonlight.
Beside the Silver Flower were the Red Flower and the Golden Flower.
The three flowers hung in a triangular formation.
At this moment, the three flowers had completed their gathering above the crown.
He felt as though the distance between himself and heaven and earth had been drawn even closer, and he could sense the will of this world.
His Blood Qi, True Essence, and spirit were also constantly rising.
Under the