After returning to his Cave Mansion, Su Ming did not rest immediately.
He sat cross-legged, took out the Space Dao Jade, and placed it on his lap.
The lustrous white jade pendant radiated gentle spatial power.
Su Ming closed his eyes and slowly sank his divine sense into the pendant.
Rather than studying the deeper spatial inheritance, he focused on refining the spatial barrier along the boundary of his body's void transformation.
The previous barrier had been too crude, easily coming loose whenever he used void power.
He needed to weave the barrier more densely, more securely.
Ideally, even when he fought at full strength, the void transformation would not spread easily.
Under his control, spatial power wound around the boundary of the void transformation, weaving circle after circle.
Layer upon layer.
With each added layer, the barrier grew more secure.
But the weaving process also consumed a great deal of mental energy and power.
Half an hour later, fine beads of sweat appeared on Su Ming's forehead.
The barrier had thickened by three layers, becoming considerably more stable.
But his face had also grown paler.
Su Ming slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
He raised his left hand, letting his sleeve slide down to reveal his translucent arm.
At the boundary, three dense membranes of spatial light shimmered faintly, firmly containing the surging void power.
He tried channeling his void power.
Sure enough, the void transformation spread far less than before.
Su Ming nodded in satisfaction.
Although it treated the symptoms rather than the root cause, at least he could hold out longer.
He lowered his sleeve, rose, and walked to the window.
Outside, the Alliance's cultivators were all busy.
Some were counting weapons, some were drilling battle formations, and others were moving supplies.
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