When Yulian used Wang Ping's Primordial Spirit to observe Xuanqing's aura, she could not help complaining in the Spirit Sea, "Only Bai Yan is left in this Chaos Storm, isn't he?"
Wang Ping replied with a chuckle, "This happened within the range of the Supreme Yin Star to begin with. It is only fitting for Fellow Daoist Bai Yan to wrap things up."
The moment his words fell, a ring of crimson-gold energy ripples violently exploded across the Sun's surface, shaking as though struck by an invisible giant hammer. Immediately afterward, the void near Huoxing's orbit began to warp across a vast area. The seventy-two altars on the golden network lit up with dazzling radiance at once, and the fire net they formed collided with the incoming solar storm.
Then, Wang Ping's Primordial Spirit Consciousness that had descended near the Sun and Huoxing was dispersed, forcibly replaced by a power of the purest True Yang energy.
Feeling the final sensations of his Primordial Spirit Consciousness, Wang Ping said to Yulian, "Lieyang has probably already mastered every characteristic of True Yang energy. Such almost frenzied devouring truly suits the temperament of a True Yang cultivator."
Tilting her head, Yulian asked, "You mean Lieyang is using refinement and devouring solar energy as a cultivation method? Is that really all right? Are the True Lords simply watching?"
Wang Ping answered, "Once Lieyang's cultivation advances further, the Golden Crow Fire Spirit within him will be able to nourish the Sun to a greater extent. Besides, the energy consumed by the Sun will not vanish from this starry sky, so there is nothing wrong with what he is doing."
As he spoke, a Mirror Formation appeared out of thin air beside him, then connected to a Puppet in the Ecological Zone near Huoxing, allowing him