Accumulation over time.
Two months later.
Du En had ground his Breath Concealing Technique up to Grand Master.
Just as he had expected, the Grand Master-level Breath Concealing Technique had also gathered a portion of the Life Concealing Death Mimicking Art from which it originated, allowing him to achieve Life Concealing Death Feigning to a certain extent.
Using this method as an entry point and attempting to gain insight into the Corpse Burial Wasteland, the situation changed markedly.
The clamor faded, and the phantom voices subsided. He felt as though he were standing before a stretch of dead water, quietly raising his eyes to look upon it, seeing only an endless ocean of silent stillness.
Du En watched like this, but gained nothing.
Yet he was indeed much closer to the mysteries of the wasteland.
At the very least, he could now "see" it.
He continued his disciplined, diligent Liver Training.
As the situation remained calm and steady, reaching late in the first ten days of June without a ripple, he accumulated enough once more and broke through naturally, as water flows into a channel.
Perfection meant having no deficiencies, satisfying people.
Peak meant reaching the utmost limit.
To reach the utmost limit without deficiencies, in a way that satisfied people—that was Peak Perfection.
The Yellow Earth Technique Du En cultivated had now been ground to its utmost limit. The entire form of circulating it had undergone an obvious adjustment, and the dense, refined Gaseous Magic Power could now move on its own.
It was pumped out from the lower dantian's Sea of Qi, traveled through every bone and along the meridians, rose to the Heaven's Spirit and Baihui acupoint, and descended to the land of thick earth bearing virtue—perfectly blended into one, without flaw or leakage.
A quiet transformation