Transfer

Deep within the Spirit Abyss, the silence was almost deathly. Only the faint howls of spiritual energy that drifted over from time to time seemed to tell of this place's extraordinary nature. At the bottom of the abyss, a surging Spirit River thundered past, its waters a deep, abyssal blue, like a dazzling jeweled belt embedded in the dark chasm. The spiritual energy within it darted and flickered like countless lively spirits, radiating a heart-stirring glow. It seemed almost alive as it intertwined and collided, forming miniature Spiritual Energy Vortices that erupted in dazzling flashes from time to time.

Li Yang wore a plain yet sturdy black robe, its hem snapping in the chaotic currents of spiritual energy within the Spirit Abyss. He floated quietly in the abyss's core region. His eyes were tightly shut, his face cold and resolute, like an immovable iceberg. Beneath his thick brows, his closed eyes revealed absolute focus and tenacity. Below his high, straight nose, his lips were pressed into a faint line, showing the immense pressure he was enduring. A calm, restrained aura radiated from him, as though he had merged with the Spirit Abyss and become part of this mysterious place.

At that moment, his consciousness was wholly immersed in his inner cultivation world, keenly sensing the divine power surging through him like ten thousand bolts of thunder. Within his body, his meridians resembled starry riverways crisscrossing the endless cosmos, while terrifying divine power flowed through them like the rushing waters of a heavenly river. Every surge of divine power seemed to travel through infinite worlds, carrying terrifying force capable of destroying heaven and earth. Under its cleansing impact, his meridians shone with blinding radiance, like brilliant stars set ablaze, illuminating every corner of his body.

His dantian was like an independent