Yu Ci drifted through the void, the sensation utterly marvelous.
Though the fish-dragon was not Yu Ci, Yu Ci was the fish-dragon.
He circled through the drizzling rain and mist, surrounded by boundless void. The contrast in scale was stark, yet he clearly sensed that the outer void revolved around him as its axis. He was the center of the void, and he could—and had to—control all of it.
At this time, the icy beads he had sensed earlier, along with the firelight at the edges, became especially glaring.
The icy beads should have been gang force seeping in from the Nine Heavens Gang Wind, obstructing the circulation of his qi channels and damaging his vital energy. Yet they were scattered throughout his body in countless threads, and trying to expel them one by one would have been exceedingly troublesome. That was under normal circumstances, however. Now that the Inner Void had opened, all changes within his body had transcended the limitations of physical form, simplifying from complexity and reflecting themselves within it.
In the void, the fish-dragon merely swayed its body, and hundreds upon hundreds of ice pellets shattered completely. Strands of cold qi also dissolved into the rain and mist, consumed and digested with the fish-dragon's breaths.
The process appeared simple, yet it involved every aspect of Yu Ci's sinews, channels, bones, blood, five viscera, and six bowels. In an instant, tens of millions of delicate, minute transformations in vital energy unfolded throughout his body. Its complexity was enough to give even cultivators one or two levels above Yu Ci a headache. Perhaps only the unique mind-image method of the Xuan Yuan Gen Ben Qi Fa could accomplish it so lightly.
Once the gang force had been expelled, the fish-dragon turned its attention to the firelight surrounding it.