Yet when it sprayed over Tang Changsheng's Yang Spirit, it merely washed across him like rain.
After only a brief test, Tang Changsheng immediately withdrew his Yang Spirit.
Boom...
A wave of hot air swept outward, echoing through the entire cave. In an instant, the temperature inside rose several degrees.
The murals on the rock walls were unaffected and remained as they were.
A faint smile touched Tang Changsheng's lips. "Now I know why this cave is so dry!"
By the time he slowly walked out of the Cave Abode, darkness had long since fallen. Starlight poured down, but to his eyes it was as bright as day.
A large crowd was waiting outside. At the sight of Tang Changsheng, they bowed excitedly, their cries of "Master!" and "True Person!" rising all at once.
They had heard of Tang Changsheng's appearance and hurried over, unable to wait.
Yet when they saw him, they were so deeply shaken that, for a time, they could not say a word.
His brief experience with the Eighteen Sun-Sacrificing Illustrations had left Great Sun Power lingering around him. In the night, Tang Changsheng seemed to stand within a halo of light that illuminated their hearts.
The cultivation world here had suffered relatively little damage, and many lineages remained intact. In that respect, it was even better off than the Great Chu World.
Thus, although Spiritual Qi no longer existed, many of these people had attained considerable Nature Cultivation and possessed exceptionally keen Innate perception. They could sense all the more clearly how different Tang Changsheng had become.
If Tang Changsheng had once seemed like a deep pool whose bottom could not be seen, he now seemed more like a boundless sea.
If his former power had been like the bright mid-autumn moon, enough to light