But what he failed to notice was that before his eyes, clusters of silvery-white motes of light were continuously gathering.
Each mote, upon reaching Uchiha Hikaru's side, was bound by the golden-glowing device in his hand.
After countless motes dissipated into nothingness, new ones were bound in their place.
Uchiha Hikaru did not see the spectacular sight, like dandelion seeds scattered by the wind.
He only felt the power within his body steadily recovering, and at an increasingly rapid pace. A sense of satisfaction filled his heart.
If he was not mistaken, the portion of power hidden within his body was becoming increasingly refined.
If his previous power had been like a sponge, then his current power was like hardened steel!
The same volume of power had undergone a qualitative transformation.
Suddenly, Uchiha Hikaru, who had been enjoying himself with his eyes closed, was jolted awake by Space Dragon's furious shout. "What are you doing, Uchiha Hikaru?!"
Uchiha Hikaru was briefly stunned. Once he came to his senses and looked closely, he saw that the silvery-white motes before him had suddenly grown more and more numerous.
One after another, they were bound before Uchiha Hikaru, forming an enormous semicircle, like a hollow opening.
"I'm not doing anything!" Uchiha Hikaru replied. Looking at the huge semicircle radiating blinding light before him, he felt a surge of delight.
He had thought the device made by Kisuke Urahara could only absorb the motes one at a time.
He had not expected it could handle so many at once!
Space Dragon's tone clearly carried a trace more anger. "Not doing anything? Then why is it so bright above my head?!"
"Did you take everything I said as mere background noise?"
Uchiha Hikaru asked curiously, "What? What did you say?"
"Did you say something just