"Boom!"
As the sweet dew entered her body, the divine power within Li Qingyue's dantian instantly boiled, surging fiercely as it raced through her entire body.
Her skin shone like an immortal material, a crystal of Great Luo jade, delicate yet resilient, impervious to blades and translucent throughout.
Her bones trembled and hummed, faint peals of thunder echoing within them.
It sounded even more like divine gold and divine iron clashing, conveying an unyielding hardness that could not be destroyed.
Her heartbeat grew slower, yet immensely heavy, as though each beat brimmed with boundless strength.
Nourished by the sweet dew refined in the Heaven-Swallowing Treasure Bottle from vitality drawn out of the world, her flesh continued to grow stronger.
Her body, especially after being tempered by the esoteric meaning of the Tribulation-Transcending Heavenly Art and the thunder filling the sky, was like a barren desert, ravenously swallowing all essence to strengthen itself.
Nourished by the sweet dew, the four pseudo-life springs in her dantian expanded at a rate visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, the life spring vortices, each over ten feet in diameter, swelled by a full third.
They were like pools of clear spring water reaching straight into the bitter sea.
Endless vitality spread, nourishing the dry, deathly bitter sea like the cultivation of wasteland, bringing forth life as it slowly opened up.
Little by little, it expanded and grew.
At that moment, Li Qingyue's expression shook, and the words Yang Wuzheng had once spoken suddenly surfaced in her mind.
"The world is like a bitter sea, and all living souls are life springs struggling within it for passage, yearning for the other shore!"
"The world is like a bitter sea; the years cut down all living beings."
Yet now, a new understanding