A Sense of Clarity

Zheng Clan Market, Market Lord's Residence.

Cultivation Chamber.

Spiritual energy wrapped in Yin Energy hung in the chamber like mist. In the dimness, Zheng Que sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion with his eyes tightly shut, controlling his Soul Puppet as he drove [Yin Spirit Devours Resentment] at full force.

Time slowly passed, and another day went by.

Zheng Que panted faintly, a sheen of sweat beading on his forehead. The True Essence within him was nearly exhausted. He continuously swallowed pills to restore his True Essence, maintaining the spell.

As wave after wave of medicinal power dissolved within his body, his aura gradually stabilized.

Within the Soul Puppet, Zheng Que's refinement of the "Belly Specter" advanced another step.

Gradually, he began to borrow the Belly Specter's own power to refine that Tricky Specter.

After nearly another day passed, Zheng Que finally let out a long breath.

It had worked!

The Belly Specter had been refined once more!

More importantly, he could feel with absolute clarity that this Belly Specter was considerably stronger now than when it had fought him before.

Besides that, perhaps it was merely his imagination?

At the instant he refined the Belly Specter this time, he felt as though his entire being had suddenly become clear and transparent...

It was an exceedingly profound sensation, as if his soul had risen without limit somewhere in the unseen. In that instant, his entire shell had become as translucent as flawless glass, gleaming brightly within and without.

As he pondered it, Zheng Que had no time to care what it meant. He hurriedly circulated the [Dust-Shedding Scripture] to restore his True Essence.

An hour later, his True Essence had recovered seven or eight-tenths.

After confirming that he had enough True Essence, Zheng Que immediately controlled the Soul Puppet and