In the blink of an eye, ten years slipped away like flowing water.
Deep within a mountain range in Jupiter's northern region, blanketed by lush ancient trees, a once-desolate valley had now been transformed into a vast experimental site. Nine Spirit Gathering Formations, each built upon ten-thousand-year Spirit Wood, were arranged in a ring. At the center floated an entirely jade-green altar, its surroundings carved with intricate runes that shimmered with faint Spiritual Light.
Wang Ping's avatar sat upright amid the clouds, looking down at the Puppets undergoing their final adjustments below. They were all Third Realm Wood Cultivators, their spiritual veins having completed their final preparations before advancement. Detection formations were carved across their bodies, capable of recording every trace of spiritual energy fluctuation during the advancement process.
"The seventeenth experiment is ready to begin."
With a thought from Wang Ping, the spiritual energy within the valley suddenly surged violently. The nine Spirit Gathering Formations lit up at once with dazzling jade-green halos, and Wood Spirit Qi from within ten thousand miles gathered toward the altar like a tidal wave. The pores across the Puppet standing at the altar's center opened as it began circulating its cultivation method according to the secret technique Yang Rong had deduced.
A captive Fourth Realm True Spirit stood at the core of the dense gathering Wood Spirit Qi before the formation. They were using the Fourth Realm True Spirit's consciousness to nurture a Wood Spirit core within its body with Wood Spirit Qi, then, when it was on the verge of success, driving the Puppet to fuse with it.
The Light Screen Panel had provided information on this method Wang Ping had deduced, but the success rate of the final step had always been pitifully low. Yet the chance for fusion was fleeting.