With a bang, everything completely exploded, soul scattered and spirit destroyed!
"Urgh... ah!"
A low groan squeezed out from between Gu Sheng's clenched teeth.
He focused every shred of his will and activated the power buried in the deepest depths of his soul. It was a force more fundamental and mysterious than mental power. Invisible Soul Power transformed into countless layers of shackles and innumerable sturdy stakes, forcibly suppressing the edges of his sea of consciousness and tightly binding the boundaries that kept crashing outward, preventing them from expanding any further!
It was like forcibly building a dam beside a river raging with floodwaters, then constantly raising and reinforcing it while enduring wave after wave of increasingly violent impacts. Pain—soul-rending agony originating from the depths of his soul—engulfed Gu Sheng's will like a tide.
His face was pale as paper. Sweat had long since soaked through his clothes and dripped onto the floor, forming a small puddle.
At the same time, he had to divide his attention to guide the endlessly surging mental power that was being confined within a fixed volume. Quantitative change triggered qualitative change, but the process required guidance and compression. Within his sea of consciousness, silver-white mental power churned like a boiling ocean, surging wildly, crashing, colliding, and squeezing against itself.
Under the guidance of Gu Sheng's Soul Power and immense pressure, some of the mental power began undergoing subtle changes. From its originally pure gaseous and liquid states, it gradually transformed toward denser, sturdier solid crystals. Nearly materialized spiritual energy accumulated relentlessly within the limited space of his sea of consciousness. Its density grew greater and greater, and the pressure became increasingly terrifying.
Within the Nine Dragon Universe Cauldron, in that tranquil space, Qin Ling'er, dressed in red, slowly opened her beautiful eyes.
Her gaze