Molten Core

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Chen Fan sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion in the great hall, his eyes tightly shut.

His split spirit floated out from his body.

After this period of tempering, his Divine Movement had begun to show results. It could now remain in the outside world for extended periods.

His split spirit was nearly intangible and formless; only martial artists with powerful divine consciousness could perceive it.

Of course, if Chen Fan wished to manifest his spirit body, then like Star Spirit, ordinary people would be able to see it as well.

The split spirit slowly floated upward. Looking at his own body below, seated with its eyes shut, Chen Fan felt a faintly subtle emotion stir within him.

The vast hall contained far more people than before.

They gathered in twos and threes, some discussing martial arts, others laughing and chatting. Quite a few were seriously injured and pale-faced, likely having just returned from hunting outside.

Chen Fan's split spirit did not linger. It rose straight upward, passing through layer upon layer of walls and arriving outside the hall.

Under the protection of Divine Movement, the state of his split spirit was similar to when the Demon-Killing Eye transferred his consciousness after a clone died.

The Demon-Killing Eye's special power could protect a spirit body, but it could not act on its own. The spirit body would automatically be drawn toward another body within a certain range.

Under Divine Movement, however, Chen Fan's split spirit could move freely outside at will.

Still, there was a drawback. In the Divine Movement state, his spirit was continuously consumed. That expenditure would only cease once he returned to his body.

After all, it was duckweed without roots.

That also meant he could not