Those strands of light circled around, and with every lap, the surrounding dragon aura gave off a faint ripple.
The ripples entered the sea of consciousness, leaving one feeling refreshed.
"These are Dragon Soul Crystals."
Zhao Ziyue's voice brimmed with barely suppressed excitement. "Follow that vein in the middle and keep digging inward. The deeper you dig, the purer the crystals become.
"The last time I came, I only had time to chip off a few pieces at the entrance before the dragon souls outside the fissure discovered me.
"This time, with your Creation Guixu Seal holding the fort, we'll dig straight into the main vein."
Xu Changqing looked ahead.
Besides the Dragon Soul Crystals, there was also a thin layer of silvery moss attached to them, its surface covered in fine patterns.
He recognized it. Dragon Silk Moss.
It was an auxiliary ingredient widely used in alchemy.
It could temper the fierceness of medicinal herbs, making pills easier to absorb.
At the sight, Xu Changqing, a Master Alchemist, immediately scraped off several large patches and stored them in his Square-Inch Ring. Then he moved closer to the root of the vein and pressed his palm against it.
Origin power seeped down along the mineral vein.
Yet the information fed back to him made him raise an eyebrow.
This mineral vein ran deeper than he had estimated—at least thirty or forty zhang.
And the farther down it went, the higher the purity of the Dragon Soul Crystals.
No, it was not merely a matter of purity.
At the deepest part of the vein, Xu Changqing's Origin Dao sensed an extremely condensed mass of energy.
The fluctuations of that energy were exceptionally peculiar. It was not a single crystal like a Dragon Soul Crystal, but something more complex and far more