Shen Fei sat at the table for a while, making sure the door and windows were shut tight before returning his gaze to the Shadow Wolf King's demon spirit on the tabletop. The black crystal gleamed darkly in the lamplight, its spiritual power fluctuations steady and restrained.
He reached out, picked up the demon spirit, and held it in his palm. The crystal's surface was slightly cool, and he could sense the Dark Attribute spiritual power within even through the bottle. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and sank his awareness into his dantian, beginning to circulate the Dark Prison Reincarnation Art.
Spiritual power flowed slowly through his meridians, gathering in his dantian from every part of his body. He patiently completed three full cycles, making sure all his spiritual power had been mobilized, his meridians were clear, and his breathing was steady before pressing the hand holding the demon spirit to the center of his forehead.
The instant the demon spirit touched his skin, a chill slipped into his forehead.
The chill was not fierce. It seeped in slowly, like a piece of ice melting against his skin bit by bit.
Shen Fei controlled the spiritual power of the Dark Prison Reincarnation Art, guiding the demon spirit toward his soul sea.
Drawn along by his spiritual power, the demon spirit advanced slowly, passing through his forehead and the outer barrier of his sea of consciousness before finally sinking into his soul sea.
The instant the demon spirit entered his soul sea, excruciating pain erupted without warning.
It spread from the center of his soul sea in every direction at once, like a red-hot iron block thrown into cold water, setting the entire soul sea boiling.
Shen Fei's brows tightened sharply. Sweat instantly seeped from his forehead and