Ye Han sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. A phantom Purple Cauldron swirled around him in purple spirit light, radiating an astonishing vortex of runes and spirit light that formed a whirling vortex of True Immortal Spiritual Energy, drawing it steadily into his Purple Cauldron Space...
Some of the True Immortal Spiritual Energy drawn into the Purple Cauldron Space was stored there, while the rest entered the Purple Cauldron, where it was converted into True Immortal Spiritual Energy for Ye Han himself to absorb.
Ye Han had not continued forward. Instead, he sat down in the corridor to recover. For one thing, he had yet to figure out the statues in these corridors. For another, whatever dangers lay ahead, he would still consider them dangerous until his True Immortal Spiritual Energy and spell power had fully recovered.
He still needed to replenish his True Immortal Spiritual Energy completely before he could properly deal with these troubles.
Ye Han had once read some reflections by a cultivator in a book, among which
Someone-he did not know who-had said that when unknown danger lay ahead, stopping was the best choice.
For in the face of unknown danger, even the strongest cultivator could encounter something deadly, capsizing in a mere ditch and losing their life.
Over his several thousand years of cultivation, Ye Han had seen plenty of such situations and encountered quite a few himself.
Some of those people had even fallen at his hands.
Thus, Ye Han sat down where he was to replenish his True Immortal Spiritual Energy, while also reflecting on what he had learned about using the True Immortal Secret Method and wielding Immortal Treasures during his battle with the Black-Furred Heaven-Swallowing Beast...
Meanwhile, inside Ye Han's Purple Cauldron Space.
Ye Han's Devil Race clone and Sword-Intent Clone