Refining a True Immortal's Index Finger

"Buzz!"

"Buzzz!"

With the Primordial One Qi Art running at full force, the immortal realm's spiritual energy throughout Blood Serpent Ridge, above and below, in every direction, was drawn in and continuously gathered within the stronghold's grand formation.

This formed a peculiar cultivation force field, like an enormous vortex made up of countless invisible whirlpools, filling the space around Shen Mo.

Within ten feet of him, incomparably pure, incomparably pure primordial spirit aura lingered... With every breath he drew and released, Primordial Spirit Qi containing trace amounts of Clear Spirit Immortal Qi surged into his body like spring water, where Shen Mo refined it into Primordial One power, inch by inch pushing his cultivation toward a higher realm!

"Sizzle, sizzle..."

Beyond that aura, threads of Killing Intent and turbid qi, suffused with mottled and chaotic hues of ill omen, were continually expelled like impurities within molten spiritual metal.

Shen Mo was already a True Lord of the Divine Bridge Realm, and the immortal realm's spiritual energy was extraordinarily dense, containing far more varieties of turbid qi than the Primordial World... Thus, while he breathed and absorbed the essence while discarding the dross, these countless Killing Intent and turbid qi could not disperse back into the immortal realm in time. They continuously accumulated, mingled, and evolved, eventually forming all manner of illusions that filled the outer fringes of the primordial spirit aura.

Because the immortal realm's spiritual energy contained every conceivable kind of turbid qi, the illusions it produced were likewise bizarre and grotesque, encompassing all things;

they even "gave birth" to all kinds of seemingly living spirit beings, demons, humans, ghosts, immortals, and devils. Yet they were not true living creatures, possessing neither Divine Souls nor intelligence, but were instead transformed from countless streams of turbid qi.

In the fleeting