The origin essence of Lin Zhiyan's spiritual sense was surrounded by masses of black yin lightning.
Li Bufan brought his spiritual sense closer, condensed the cultivation method for the Ten Thousand Year Ice Coffin secret art into a stream of information, and sent it directly into the origin essence of Lin Zhiyan's spiritual sense.
"Zhiyan, cultivate this secret art to protect the origin essence of your spiritual sense. I'll find a way."
The instant he transmitted the information, a bolt of yin lightning struck his spiritual sense.
Agony surged through him. Li Bufan's spiritual sense shook violently, nearly collapsing on the spot. With all his strength, he withdrew its last remaining thread from Lin Zhiyan's Spirit Sea.
Li Bufan opened his eyes, blood flowing from all seven facial orifices.
Blood seeped from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, making him look horrifying. His head felt ready to split, as though someone had struck it hard with an iron hammer.
Had he withdrawn even a moment later, his spiritual sense might have been utterly annihilated.
Li Bufan took several heavy, ragged breaths, his entire body drenched in cold sweat.
Only a few breaths had passed, yet it felt as though he had lived through a century.
After withdrawing, he immediately began circulating the Fetal Breath Spirit Refining Art.
The Fetal Breath Spirit Refining Art was an extraordinarily profound spiritual cultivation method that could refine the primal energy of heaven and earth into spiritual sense power, nourishing the soul.
Now, he circulated the Fetal Breath Spirit Refining Art at full strength. The primal energy of heaven and earth was slowly drawn toward him, becoming thin, trickling streams that flowed into his Spirit Sea and nourished his damaged spiritual sense.
He continued for four hours.
Only after those four hours had Li Bufan's