Who knew how much time had passed before Lu Xiaotian slowly came to. The dim light appeared before him once more. He had never thought the scenery inside the Stone Demon Cave could look so nice.
"Still alive. That's good." Lu Xiaotian smiled faintly, only then realizing he was still sprawled on the ground. He pushed himself up and drew his divine sense inward, a peculiar expression crossing his face—half delight, half relief. He was delighted that although his Nascent Soul was about the same size as before, it was clearly much more solid. His divine sense had grown by leaps and bounds, and even more directly, the purity of his magical power had undergone a qualitative improvement. It surged endlessly from within his Nascent Soul, coursing through his meridians.
That layer of pale-silver membrane was gone.
"So this is the Nascent Soul Middle Stage!" Lu Xiaotian drew a deep breath. He was relieved that he was a body cultivator; the toughness of his meridians and physical body far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators. Having broken through the membrane's blockade, he knew full well that he had now advanced to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage. Advancing from the Nascent Soul Early Stage to the middle stage would greatly increase the purity of one's magical power. And when breaking through to a new realm, the quantity of magical power would also erupt, expanding the meridians one already had. This was precisely when divine sense was most needed to guide it—pressing forward where necessary and easing off where appropriate, so as to avoid damaging one's meridians as much as possible.
This time, however, the breakthrough had happened while Lu Xiaotian was unconscious, with the surging magical power left without conscious control. It had been free to rampage through his body. Even Lu