Twenty years of pure cultivation poured into him in their entirety.
A vast flood of memories surged forth.
Chen Ye's vision blurred, as though two versions of himself had overlapped.
He thoroughly mastered the essence of the Heaven-Sea Movement Art.
Chen Ye felt himself immersed in a mysterious state. His range of perception suddenly expanded severalfold, seemingly encompassing all of Ten-Thousand-Fathom City.
The long bridge spanning the Golden Sea now extended to its full length.
Golden bricks and stones rapidly filled the gaps between the two iron chains.
Every change brought manifestations of rumbling thunder.
"Twenty years of cultivation... could actually advance the golden bridge this far."
A flash of barely concealed delight crossed Chen Ye's heart.
Without further hesitation, he immediately immersed himself in cultivation.
Spring thunder rolled in his ears amid crashing thunder and flashing lightning.
As he circulated the Heaven-Sea Movement Art under the guidance of his cultivation method, the outline of the three-faced Dharma body within him grew increasingly solid, like a luminous, pure-white figure seated above the Golden Sea.
After an unknown stretch of time, the iron chains over the golden bridge had extended far into the distance, seemingly reaching the opposite shore of the Golden Sea.
The bridge formed along the chains with ever greater speed.
Chen Ye immediately held his breath and focused, directing all his attention toward the golden bridge.
He sensed that he only needed to wait for this bridge to span the Golden Sea completely and solidify his true self.
Then he could open the Spirit Platform Heavenly Gate and truly enter Xiantian.
At that moment, the two iron chains suddenly shuddered, as though they had struck some unyielding barrier.
A deafening roar erupted.
That roar exploded within Chen Ye like a thunderclap.
His blood and vital energy instantly surged,