The instant hundredfold-speed cultivation mode activated, faint ripples of cold mist spread through the space around Li Yun.
The Gate of Myriad Wonders operated at full speed within his chest. Its golden, arcane patterns flashed like supreme laws of the Dao, drawing in the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
The World Spiritual Energy of Black Ice Star already carried the Icefield's biting chill. Now, drawn in at a hundred times the usual efficiency, it no longer flowed gently. It became a raging torrent, surging madly into the Apertures within Li Yun.
The rate of absorption far exceeded a hundred times that of natural cultivation, yet the Gate of Myriad Wonders kept everything in perfect harmony.
His meridians did not ache or swell, nor did the energy falter as it circulated. Every strand of icy spiritual energy entering his body followed the cultivation path of the Cold Mountain Art with unerring precision.
It flowed through his meridians, condensed in his dantian, then became Cold Mountain Saint Essence that spread through every limb and bone. Not a trace was lost.
Li Yun sank completely into this supreme state of cultivation. His mind merged with the art, shutting out everything beyond him.
He could clearly sense his progress, previously stalled at 82% of the First Level, soaring at a visible rate.
85%, 89%, 93%...
As Myriad Wonders Points vanished at a rate of 200,000 per minute, the bottleneck of the Cold Mountain Art's First Level proved as fragile as paper before such overwhelming cultivation efficiency.
After just three two-hour periods, the progress bar in his sea of consciousness surged to 100%.
[Cold Mountain Art, First Level: Perfection Realm!]
The system notification flashed through his mind, and Li Yun's aura abruptly rose.
Dense Cold Mountain Saint Essence surged through him, refining