"Very well. I'd like to see what kind of restriction could be so powerful."
Senior Brother gave a cold snort and reached out with his left hand. A cool, azure light burst forth, and in an instant, every furnishing in the room seemed to have been imbued with a soul and brought to life.
In the next moment, the azure light suddenly transformed into a rapidly spinning vortex. As soon as it formed, Dong Xinchang's features twisted violently. The skin exposed on his body rippled in rings, like water swept by the wind.
Suddenly, Dong Xinchang's eyes bulged, and faint wisps of moisture began gathering from all around him toward the azure light.
At last, Dong Xinchang could hold on no longer and collapsed to the ground. The azure light faded away, and a transparent bead, no larger than a grain of rice, appeared in Senior Brother's palm. What else could it be but the Origin Seal Bead?
The restraining treasure A Li had given Xu Yi had ensnared countless heroes over the years and had never once been broken. Now, at last, someone had overcome it.
"True Spirit? Could it really be a True Spirit?"
Mr. Ge, who was usually as still as an ancient well, now stared wide-eyed at Senior Brother and cried out in shock.
Dong Xinchang bowed low and said respectfully, "Back then, Senior Brother swept across the world with the Wind Tomb True Intent. Now you've even refined that True Intent into a True Spirit. Such divine might is truly that of an unparalleled genius. Heaven must have blessed us with this chance; surely the Black Lotus Cult is destined to flourish."
Mr. Ge murmured, "Only after cultivating to the Third Realm, refining the torso, sensing heaven and earth with the dantian, and awakening the