Su Mo's voice was calm and steady, carrying an unquestionable certainty.
The three hurriedly composed themselves and focused completely on the path of the foreign Soul Power moving through their bodies.
The threads of Soul Power first entered the three of their dantians, then slowly traveled upward along the specific meridian route of the Ring Condensation Technique.
Passing through their chests, it branched down along both arms, then flowed back to their backs, climbed all the way up their spines to the crowns of their heads, and finally descended along the Ren Meridian, returning to their dantians.
The entire circulation route was flawlessly precise. Every acupoint node and every turn of the meridians had been clearly marked by Su Mo's Soul Power.
Expressions of shock appeared on all three faces at once.
They discovered that with Su Mo's Soul Power leading the way, the meridian route that had originally seemed incomparably complicated became extraordinarily clear, as though someone had drawn a glowing map inside their bodies and they only needed to follow it.
That stumbling, halting feeling vanished completely, replaced by an unprecedented sense of smoothness.
"It's actually... this simple?" the young man in his early twenties could not help muttering.
"Don't lose focus." Su Mo's voice rang out calmly, and the young man quickly shut his mouth and refocused.
Su Mo's Fiery Golden Eyes saw the circulation of Soul Power inside the three of them with perfect clarity.
Everyone waited quietly.
Yet Xiao Wu, who should have been happy for Su Mo, kept glancing toward Bibi Dong on the raised platform.
That gaze contained intense hatred.
Xiao Wu repeatedly clenched her fists, barely restraining herself from rushing up to seek revenge against Bibi Dong.
From the moment she first saw Bibi Dong, she had recognized her as the murderer