The valley Shen Lian had chosen lay deep within Soul Beast Continent. Ancient trees towered over it, mist coiled through the air, and a waterfall cascaded down the cliff face. Droplets scattered by the falling water refracted a seven-colored halo beneath the sunlight. It was, at least, a peaceful place.
After landing, Shen Lian swept the valley with his divine sense and enveloped the few thousand-year Soul Beasts dwelling there. Sensing the Quasi-God aura he had yet to fully restrain, they were terrified out of their wits. Before Shen Lian could make a move, they tucked their tails and fled the valley, vanishing into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.
"This place will do."
Shen Lian brushed the dust from his robes and found a patch of bluestone warmed by the sun to sit on.
Then Shen Lian took a deep breath and raised his hand, summoning the purple orb of light. It hovered above his palm like a flickering purple flame. The Divine Power of Destruction churning within it nearly overflowed, and even from half a foot away, one could feel the pressure capable of tearing apart heaven and earth.
Shen Lian closed his eyes and slowly guided the orb into his body.
The instant it came into contact with him, a scorching and tyrannical force rushed through his meridians. It felt as though countless tiny blades were scraping his muscles and bones, while molten lava coursed through his blood.
Shen Lian gritted his teeth and endured the agony as he circulated his Soul Power. The moment his original Soul Power touched the purple divine light, it began melting away like ice and snow beneath the blazing sun. Then it was reforged by the divine light, gradually dyed a dark purple and becoming more condensed and