The tremendous loss of lifespan in such a short time had manifested in Jiang Yang's Dharma Body by turning his hair white overnight.
Fortunately, he was still young and had ample lifespan. Even this loss would not leave him decrepit and wrinkled, and he could find a way to make up for it later.
Only thirty years or so. As long as it rid me of that thorn in my heart.
Jiang Yang considered it privately. He had prepared himself for this long ago, so he did not dwell on it.
The warm Spirit Vigor of Tao Spring washed against his face like steam, making the already exhausted Jiang Yang drowsy. Even his eyelids were beginning to fight to stay open.
At this point, he certainly could not walk away. Besides, after the two of them had paid such a steep price, how could they willingly leave so easily? All the more reason not to pass up this clear-heaven spring.
With that thought, Jiang Yang simply stopped resisting his sleepiness. Holding Tai Pei'er in his arms, he leaned back and lay straight into the spring with her, slowly sinking to the bottom of the pool. Nestled together, they fell into a deep sleep.
Though called a spring, this treasured place was actually a marvel born of Spirit Vigor refined to its utmost limit.
The omnipresent Spirit Vigor was exceptionally pure and gentle. It burrowed straight into their bodies, nourishing their Dharma Bodies and Immortal Foundations, its warmth making them reluctant to leave.
The spring water seethed. All manner of wonders passed through their three palaces and settled upon their Immortal Foundations, which immediately began swaying weightlessly, faintly suggesting the way ahead and the ascent toward Divine Powers.
Had the two of them not been sleeping unconscious, they might have begun