The Spirit Sea was where spiritual power was stored. Its precise location could be described as inside the brain, behind the eyes.
Yue Ling only felt warmth throughout his body, as though he were lying beneath the covers after a bath, that silky sense of comfort spreading through him.
The sea was not as tranquil as usual. Far from being calm, waves crashed one after another, turning it into a raging expanse.
This change did not directly affect his body. It merely guided Yue Ling's aura, causing all manner of changes to begin appearing externally.
The last time such turmoil had appeared in the Spirit Sea was when the Evil Soul Master's Remnant Soul invaded.
While Yue Ling was weak, he had taken advantage of that vulnerability to slip in, hoping to regain control of the body.
Unfortunately, he had not expected Yue Ling's Second Martial Soul to be so unusual. Through that unique power, Yue Ling had not only absorbed his two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, but also suppressed him within the Spirit Sea in one stroke. In the end, Mu En had used the power of the Golden Ancient Tree to seal him in a corner.
He had also been forced to sever contact with his original body, becoming a sword of Damocles hanging over Yue Ling's life.
Above the sea.
The floating crown no longer released gentle pink energy. In its place came a sacred radiance.
Yellow? No, it was the orange that represented Yue Ling mingling with the emerald green unique to plants, slowly transforming into a dazzling gold.
It did not stop. Instead, it dyed the entire Spirit Sea that color.
Gradually, Yue Ling's aura quietly grew somewhat stronger. Amid this strange spectacle, entirely beyond his control, that seemed insignificant.
The crown in the