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On the third day after ascending the mountain, just after nightfall, Meng Zhao sat peacefully on the wooden bed inside the stone room. A stick of Spirit Awakening Incense burned beside him, its blue smoke transforming into two slender snakes that slithered into Meng Zhao's body through his ears. His mind immediately became incomparably clear, his mental power greatly increased, and he began to comprehend and experience the martial art he had created through enlightenment...

It lasted for roughly a quarter of an hour. When the Spirit Awakening Incense had burned halfway down, Meng Zhao pinched it out, returned it to its box, and silently sensed the changes in his body.

"Hmm, my mental power indeed hasn't increased, but my use and perception of qi have improved greatly. This means that throughout the enhancement, all my research and insights were retained. Not bad."

Meng Zhao's current martial focus rested primarily on two matters. The first was his foundational martial art, the Heavenly Capital Imperial Dragon Ziwei Scripture. It was the foundation upon which he would attain the pinnacle in the future, and there could be no carelessness. The martial art itself also possessed tremendous potential.

The deeper he studied it, the more he discovered its vastness and profundity. Even a lifetime of exhaustive study might not be enough to master it completely.

The second was the martial art he had created through enlightenment.

This martial art was truly his own original creation, not something derived by the Sky-Illuminating Mirror through the expenditure of energy points. Moreover, it reflected the Way of Heaven, Earth, and Man, and held immense significance for exploring the relationship among the three. Lofty and mysterious, it was only natural for him to place special emphasis on it.

Just now, he had used the Spirit Awakening Incense