Mu Guangming continued, "As True Essence gathered from a mass into a stream, it reached the True Essence Third Turn. The True Spirit Circle turned pure black, forming sixth-tier divine sense."
"Continue accumulating True Essence, and as it changed from a stream into a torrent, it reached the True Essence Fourth Turn. The True Spirit Circle turned reddish purple, forming seventh-tier divine sense."
"After that, True Essence changed from a torrent into liquid. The True Spirit Circle turned golden, then gradually shattered, transforming into a ball of golden light that wrapped around the soul. At this point, one had reached the pinnacle of seventh-tier divine sense."
Xu Yi asked curiously, "Why is the pinnacle of seventh-tier divine sense the limit? Why is there no eighth tier?"
Mu Guangming smiled. "Since I haven't reached that level myself, I can only repeat what others say. This theory has been passed down since ancient times, so I suppose there must be a reason for it. Beyond the pinnacle of seventh-tier divine sense, one likely enters another world. In my lifetime, I can only hope to enter it."
Xu Yi accepted the tea Mu Guangming handed him and gazed at the vast sea of clouds beyond the cliff. "With your talent and ability, Mr. Mu, if you can't enter that world, then I doubt many people beneath heaven can."
His words weren't entirely flattery. Mu Guangming had commanded the Chaotic Star Sea single-handedly and stood proudly above the Northern Sacred Court, enough to show his extraordinary ability.
Mu Guangming waved a hand. "I know my own business. There's no need for you to comfort me. You, on the other hand, are a once-in-an-era prodigy. You should be able to enter the world I yearn for with ease."
Xu Yi smiled faintly, lifted his tea,