Please vote to recommend this story. Who knew how much time had passed.
On the time scale of the Sea of Consciousness, it might have been an instant, or long, drawn-out epochs.
Only after reaching some critical threshold did the Black-Red Cocoon below stop absorbing energy and slowly quiet down.
It seemed to have finally "eaten its fill." The black-red light flickering across its surface stabilized, and its pulses grew deep and slow. Though the cracks had not vanished completely, they no longer looked hideous. Instead, they resembled mysterious, powerful natural patterns.
It floated silently, radiating a terrifying pressure, whole and ponderous as a dormant volcano.
Lesser Siming did not reclaim the excess platinum light. Instead, it drifted into the Sea of Consciousness.
This pure life-source energy fell like a rain of light into the waves of Chen Xiaojun's Sea of Consciousness.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Sea of Consciousness surged and expanded, its edges pushing outward!
Nourished by the life source and stabilized by the order of yin and yang, Chen Xiaojun's Sea of Consciousness underwent an unprecedented transformation.
The ocean of mental power became vaster and deeper, its spatial boundaries extending outward, growing broader and more stable.
Both the quantity and quality of his mental power made a qualitative leap at that moment!
The Heavenly Scar in the starry sky above seemed to have shortened considerably. Yet the black-and-white Taiji Diagram remained, covering the Heavenly Scar and apparently continuing to operate, with the faintest traces of rotation.
The enormous fissure that had once nearly spanned the starry sky had now shortened by almost half. What remained was firmly covered and suppressed by the enormous, slowly rotating Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram, which continued to repair it.
The Taiji Diagram was like a patch, or an eternally functioning repair formation. It continuously