Deep within the Sunset Forest, amid a stillness steeped in the passage of years, only the murmuring water spoke of time flowing by.
Several beautiful young women with graceful figures sat around the edge of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, their gazes fixed beneath its surface.
"Is Brother Xuanqing trying to break through to the legendary level one hundred again?" A trace of worry and unease colored Ning Rongrong's voice, her eyes shimmering with anxiety and anticipation over the unknown outcome.
"Ah, I'm afraid he'll fail again." Zhu Zhuqing sighed softly, a hint of helplessness in her voice.
Though they all understood that every attempt challenged the limits, the sight of Chen Xuanqing's exhausted yet resolute figure always filled their hearts with complex emotions they could hardly put into words.
Liu Erlong watched them quietly. "Whatever the result, we must believe in Xuanqing."
At that moment, beneath the water, Chen Xuanqing was facing an unprecedented challenge.
After five years of steady cultivation and accumulation, his soul power level had reached the pinnacle of level ninety-nine. Yet this was not his destination. His goal was to merge his soul power, which had become flowing liquid, within his dantian and form a unique golden core.
Soon, under Chen Xuanqing's control, the soul power within his body began surging like a raging tempest.
That vast, liquefied soul power roamed freely through his eight extraordinary meridians like a boundless ocean.
Every rotation and fusion consumed an immense amount of his mental strength.
Chen Xuanqing gritted his teeth without the slightest thought of retreat. Only by crossing this hurdle could he truly stand at the pinnacle of this world.
Yet at the most crucial moment, the exhausted Chen Xuanqing suffered a sudden spell of dizziness.
The liquid soul power in his dantian scattered