Cold energy poured into Xu Yang's brow, which gave off a faint glow. Without hesitation, he activated the Blood Prison Heart Saber Scripture.
His vast spiritual force surged like a sea of blades, crushing the energy entering his brow and branding it with his mark, turning it into his own spiritual force.
The sea of blades expanded without pause, growing ever more immense.
His mind swelled as though being inflated, growing at a speed he could perceive.
With undivided concentration, Xu Yang circulated the Blood Prison Heart Saber Scripture, refining the power of the Profound Yin Spirit-Communing Grass to strengthen his spiritual force while condensing his saber intent.
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Within his Mindscape, the heart saber trembled and rang, becoming increasingly solid as it radiated an aura of destruction and blood-red light.
Time slipped by silently. Another half month passed in the blink of an eye. Only after the last trace of medicinal power from the Profound Yin Spirit-Communing Grass had been completely refined did Xu Yang emerge from his state of ethereal clarity.
He felt more energetic than ever, his five senses frighteningly keen. His powerful body constantly nourished his consciousness, and his divine soul felt as though it were soaking in a hot spring, indescribably comfortable.
His control over all his power had become stronger, reaching the subtlety realm. He could sense even a single wisp of blood energy born within his flesh.
He had the feeling that he could now do what Fu Zhenxing did: when he fought, his power would no longer disperse, and every bit of it could be used to attack his enemy.
Unlike before, when any attack would first destroy everything around him with the power he could not perfectly control.
``` [Blood Prison Heart Saber Scripture · Ninth level (11261/30000)]
[Ninth Layer of