Su Xin's impending breakthrough into the Yang Spirit Realm had not been kept secret. But the various tribes of the Northwest were preparing to move against the Murong Clan, and they could hardly spare a thought for Su Xin's advancement to the Yang Spirit Realm. Even if he broke through to the True Martial Realm, they would still have bigger concerns.
So Huang Bingcheng and Li Huai had carefully arranged for men to guard Feilong City, but their efforts had gone to waste.
The aura around the place where Su Xin was in seclusion grew stronger and stronger. At last, it shot into the heavens, blooming into a thousand-foot pillar of divine light!
Inside, Su Xin was likewise enveloped in a powerful radiance. His Yang Spirit hovered three inches from his body, taking the unmistakable form of a smaller version of himself: his Spirit-Manifesting Vessel.
The Spirit-Manifesting Vessel sat cross-legged with its eyes closed. At a thought from Su Xin, endless wind and thunder surged around him, rumbling without end.
This was no sight produced by Su Xin wielding his inner force. It was an anomaly brought about by the Yang Spirit's power alone, as he commanded the world around him.
His Yang Spirit had left his body and taken control of the world. Su Xin had finally cultivated his Yang Spirit to completion!
Outside, everyone felt that tremendous power and brightened with delight. They knew Su Xin's Yang Spirit had reached its full potential.
As Su Xin's subordinates, they naturally felt safer the stronger he became. If he broke through to the Yang Spirit Realm, he would truly be strong enough to contend with the many tribes of the Northwest Circuit.
The wind and thunder in the sky dissipated. Su Xin emerged from his place of seclusion, and Li