The purple light did not shoot toward the mountaintop.
Bai Jin compressed Azure and He in front of his right hand. Maximum Technique: Purple formed between the two streams of soul power, only the size of a fist, yet its edges kept slicing through the Red Mist inside the cavern. The coordinates he had locked could no longer shift out of alignment. For the first time, the fissure beneath the furnace leading into the mountain lay fully exposed before the purple light.
He raised his left hand, slowly tilting the stone slab behind the Inner Core outward. The round bead rolled half a turn, struck a protruding piece of rubble, and stopped three feet from the red markings. The skull's anchor secured the slab again, while Limitless spread across its surface, blocking the medicinal vapor that tried to curl back and sweep up the core.
Bai Jin did not fire immediately.
The rock above the mountain spring was still moving. He pulled the Azure supporting it ten feet outward, letting the corner that was seeping water close first, then used He to press the shattered cavern wall into the old medicinal trough. A stretch of solid earth now separated the stone wall, the dry trough, and the mountain spring. The falling droplets finally carried no more red.
By the time he finished, Bai Jin's right hand had begun to shake. Running high-intensity Soul Skills in parallel made the Purple in his palm increasingly difficult to contain. He slowly relaxed the fingers on the other side that bore no pressure, adding no more soul power.
"This shot only hits below," he said.
The purple light dropped from before his palm, passed between two broken steles, and plunged straight into the fissure beneath the furnace.
The first layer of medicinal stone vanished