Bzz—
A faint humming sound arose. Zhang Yang felt his left leg tremble slightly. Immediately afterward, a cool sensation quietly seeped into his leg from all directions. The crystalline dark-green Soul Bone silently vanished, transforming into countless streams of dark-green air that swirled around his left leg.
Cool, comfortable, without the slightest obstruction. This absorption was actually different from when he had absorbed other Soul Bones before. Not only was there no pain at all, it was even filled with comfort.
It was like stepping into a forest and breathing fresh air. Every cell in his left leg cheered with delight, greedily drawing in the fresh air.
Immersed in those gentle energy fluctuations, Zhang Yang felt the Soul Power within him being drawn by a special force from it, undulating softly.
With every fluctuation, the surrounding air became a little gentler. His Soul Power did not rise significantly, but it became purer.
Next, the coolness from the Left Leg Bone instantly spread to every part of Zhang Yang's body. All sixty trillion cells in his body cheered in delight, enjoying the cool sensation.
Intense crackling sounds from his bones reverberated through the stone cave. Strangely enough, Zhang Yang did not feel any pain throughout the entire process.
The capacity of his Soul Power cultivation circuits was increasing geometrically.
A little stream gradually became a mighty river, yet the circuits did not thin in the slightest. Instead, they became even tougher.
Zhang Yang's Soul Power, already at Level 82, surged wildly through the spacious circuits. With every cycle, it increased by a visible amount.
Gradually, amid the comfort spreading through his entire body, Zhang Yang completely relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.
Ever since his conflict with Spirit Hall erupted, Zhang Yang had not slept this soundly in a long