Ten days later.
The bright moon hung high.
Its clear radiance spilled down.
Over Lishui Lake.
A breeze swept past, stirring countless silver scales across the water.
By the lakeshore, a figure sat cross-legged, his eyes gently closed.
It was Jiang Ning.
At this moment, the phantom River of Time around him had grown even more solid.
The waters surged, rushing and splashing.
Golden grains mingled with the water, glittering like a sky full of stars.
Encircled by the phantom river and illuminated by the golden grains, he looked like a deity.
Within the river, countless motes of true spirit light rushed madly toward him, pouring into his brow like moths plunging into a flame.
Each mote of true spirit light made his spirit platform and primordial spirit tremble slightly, and caused the Chaos Seed deep within his primordial spirit, inside his spirit platform, to emit a hazy glow.
In an instant, radiant colors spilled forth, flowing ceaselessly.
Meanwhile, elsewhere.
Within the endless River of Time.
Turbid waters surged without pause.
Jiang Ning's figure had manifested here as well, and countless white particles, motes of true spirit light, streamed into his brow.
His mind was utterly clear, without joy or sorrow.
Every stray thought had long since vanished.
Only a single figure remained in his mental contemplation, its outline blurred, its face indistinct.
[Spiritual Altar Illumination of the True Self Method experience +2311] [Spiritual Altar Illumination of the True Self Method experience +2213] [Spiritual Altar Illumination of the True Self Method experience +2321] [...
Time passed.
Each notification of increased experience made him feel more complete.
Time slipped beyond all reckoning.
He had no idea how long had passed.
Suddenly.
That figure shuddered, sending faint ripples through the river.
Then the figure vanished, disappearing completely from this stretch