Xu Yi immersed himself for several hours. The various patterns in his mind had become as clear as if they had been carved there. He set the book aside and closed his eyes. In his spiritual platform, he roused the little soul that had grown so comfortable it was nearly asleep, then began carving the formation patterns according to the image in his mind.
Only when he tried it for real did he understand how difficult it was.
This was nothing like wielding a brush across white paper. The soul's elusive nature made it countless times harder to control.
Even he, who believed he could control his Yin Soul as effortlessly as moving his own hand, was still miles away from such fine precision.
The more he realized that, the more he revered Dao Yan's strength. If he hadn't killed Dao Yan first, there was no way he would have survived to this day.
Just then, the door restriction reacted. Someone had come to call on him. He stepped outside, and found Huang Xuanji waiting there.
Huang Xuanji glanced at Xu Yi, his pale brows lifting slightly. "Brother Xu, your heavenly court is glowing. It seems the Nine Yin Liquid has greatly benefited your Yin Soul. I imagine it won't be long before you can leave this realm. Congratulations."
Xu Yi casually tossed out a Sumeru Ring, which flew toward Huang Xuanji. "Everything you wanted is inside."
The Sumeru Ring held the thousands of Precious Medicines he had promised Huang Xuanji.
He had no intention of giving Huang Xuanji the other treasures. Instead, he had given them to Marquis Anqing to manage on his behalf.
After all, he had entrusted Marquis Anqing with quite a few people, and he couldn't leave him to shoulder all the expenses.
Huang Xuanji didn't