Yet whenever he entered enlightenment, pale golden patterns of blood and qi around his body became so dense they nearly manifested on their own.
Moreover, behind him, nine great visions such as Immortal King Descends upon the Nine Heavens, Sea Rising Over the Bright Moon, and Golden Lotus Growing in the Sea of Bitterness would intermittently appear and vanish.
At those times, he seemed like a god or demon opening the heavens, or like stars illuminating the azure sky. Yet once he emerged from his state of enlightenment, everything seemed to fall silent, as though all laws had returned to ruin...
Time sped by like a galloping horse, and in the blink of an eye, the seventh year arrived.
This year, not even a trace of Tan Lin's bodily aura leaked out. It was so completely restrained that he seemed as unfathomable as an abyssal sea.
Only a wisp of pale golden blood and qi intertwined and circulated with the rosy radiance of the tea tree, as though he had become one with this World Within World.
Throughout this year, his eyes remained shut. He had neither opened them nor eaten anything, because endless waves churned within the divine soul in his Immortal Platform.
Seven years of withered meditation amid utter seclusion and silence.
Perhaps because his cultivation had continuously risen to a certain threshold, Tan Lin's Past-Era Past-Life Wisdom was constantly awakening, and the pace only accelerated.
Especially after the seventh year began, when his simultaneous cultivation of lunar and solar arts achieved groundbreaking progress in the strength, scope, and every other aspect of his Immortal Platform,
the "seal" that the All-Causes Soul Pearl had placed upon his comprehension of the Great Dao from his previous lives seemed to loosen as well. He could slowly approach and absorb it