Spiritual Energy Resurgence

The interior of the stone hall was vast and lofty, without much decoration, only a huge, complex circular stone formation diagram at its center.

The lines of the formation diagram were profound, inlaid with some kind of luminous mineral. Even after endless years, they still gave off a faint glow.

At the center of the formation diagram was a groove, its shape perfectly matching the end of the God-Beating Whip's handle in Zhou Qing's hand.

"Fated one, please return the sacred object to its place, circulate the Yuqing Dao Method, communicate with the ancestral vein, and the formation will activate on its own," the old priest indicated respectfully.

Zhou Qing walked to the center of the formation diagram, looked at the groove, then looked at the damaged God-Beating Whip in his hand.

At this moment, he no longer hesitated.

Whether it was an arrangement or not, whatever Yun Zhongzi's intentions were, releasing spiritual energy and easing the plight of the Dharma-ending age was undoubtedly a good thing for the present Earth, for all living beings, and for himself.

He stopped thinking further and slowly inserted the end of the God-Beating Whip's handle into the groove.

It fit without the slightest gap.

Buzz—

A low rumble sounded, as if it came from the depths of the earth.

The entire valley trembled faintly.

The dim talismanic seals on the God-Beating Whip lit up one after another, extremely faintly.

Zhou Qing felt the Yuqing True Qi in his body surge toward the God-Beating Whip beyond his control.

At the same time, as if blessed by sudden insight, he circulated the Yuqing Immortal Method and sank his mind into the earth beneath his feet.

In a trance, he saw a sleeping, incomparably enormous Dragon Vein—or rather, the remaining ancestral-vein core of Kunlun Mountain.

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