Gu Qingshan finally stopped dancing.
He stood there, panting nonstop, a fine sheen of sweat covering his body.
This dance was exhausting—more exhausting than an intense battle.
The demons who had danced along with him had all turned into stone statues, devoid of life.
Aside from the statues standing upright and the corpses lying on the ground, nothing else remained in the entire castle.
An utter silence fell.
"This dance is really..." Gu Qingshan murmured.
His gaze fell on the lines of tiny words suspended in the void:
"You have transformed and absorbed a certain amount of Magic Dragon Power, further strengthening your divine sense;"
"You have gained the ability: Dance Steps Comprehension (Beginner). From now on, you will immediately master any ordinary dance steps after seeing them once."
"This surge of Magic Dragon Power has ended."
"After analysis, Order has determined that your Dance of Sacrificing Lives of All Beings (First Layer) only takes effect when Magic Dragon Power surges. Therefore, please do not dance at other times, to avoid unforeseen circumstances."
"After analysis, Order has determined that the next erosion by Magic Dragon Power will occur in one month. From now on, it will come periodically."
Gu Qingshan pondered this.
He looked at the wind chime hanging beneath the eaves not far away and gently stirred it with his divine sense.
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle!
The wind chime rang incessantly.
As expected, my divine sense really has grown stronger.
In the past, using his divine sense this lightly would not have disturbed objects.
Magic Dragon Power...
If there were no risk of infection or killing, it would actually be a good thing.
In any case, it seemed that after this dance, he could enjoy a peaceful month.
Gu Qingshan did not linger. He shot up into the sky.