The five pillars of light reaching into the heavens rotated above the Divine Capital for a full half an incense stick's time.
The phantom Five Elements Wheel blanketed dozens of miles of sky, and a storm of Spiritual Qi swept through most of the Divine Capital. Even the roof tiles of homes at the farthest edge of East City hummed under its suction.
Fang Mo stood in the courtyard and glanced up at the spectacle overhead, so magnificent it was almost excessive. He frowned.
"Nian Nu'er, can you rein this in a little?"
"No. The Five Elements Laws have only just formed a cycle, and the Inner World's operation hasn't stabilized yet. These manifestations leaking out will last at least two hours before dissipating naturally."
"Two hours."
Fang Mo looked down at his palm. Five-colored luster flowed beneath his skin in turn, and every breath brought vast amounts of Spiritual Qi pouring into his body, greedily devoured and digested by that newborn miniature universe.
This felt completely different from before.
In the Meridian Opening Realm, his power had been individual rivers, scattered among the three hundred sixty-five hidden meridians. Whenever he needed to draw on it, he had to gather them one by one.
Now, all those rivers had flowed into the same sea.
Old Yan stood three paces behind him, craning his neck to stare at the five pillars of light overhead. His Adam's apple bobbed several times.
"Boss, the whole Divine Capital has seen this display."
"I know."
"All those old things hiding everywhere have seen it too."
Fang Mo said nothing.
His Netherworld Ghost Eye activated on its own at that moment, and dozens of fine threads of Spiritual Sense appeared in his vision, reaching toward him from different directions.
Three came from East City.
Two came