The Spirit Rings of time and space had finished condensing, but Xiao Yan still chose to remain in the cultivation chamber to comprehend the laws!
Hundreds of precious luminous pearls were embedded in the chamber's vaulted ceiling, illuminating the spacious underground room as brightly as daylight.
Xiao Yan sat cross-legged in the center of the chamber on a meditation cushion carved from a single piece of ten-thousand-year warm jade. His eyes were gently closed, his breathing long and deep, as though he had fallen perfectly into rhythm with the pulse of the world.
A dazzling "Divine Wheel of All Beings' Faith," like a miniature Golden Crow, hovered quietly behind his head. The divine wheel slowly rotated, continuously drawing out and purifying the power of faith that converged from every direction across space, then transforming it into the gentlest, most nourishing miraculous energy to feed back into Xiao Yan's spiritual consciousness and meridians.
Before him, the chaos-colored Eastern Emperor Bell, which suppressed the heavens, hovered in silence. The once-obscure divine patterns of mountains, rivers, plants, the sun, moon, and stars upon its surface were gradually shedding the dust of ages under the cleansing power of faith and Xiao Yan's tireless contemplation, glowing with an ancient, profound luster.
Six gilded Spirit Rings bearing different flowing divine patterns rose and fell around him. Every flash of light brought a completely different fluctuation of law, stirring tides of energy within the chamber.
Three years.
For three full years of arduous secluded cultivation, Xiao Yan had immersed himself completely in analyzing and unraveling the laws of heaven and earth.
Water and fire.
These were the first two great laws he had touched, and the ones he understood most deeply. Through the deductions of his god-level mental power, Xiao Yan had moved beyond the superficial opposition