An hour later.
Only after crushing a vicious ghost covered in oily green eyeballs and absorbing its spiritual essence did Chen Heng open his eyes again. He reined in their brilliant gleam, looking thoughtful.
Wisps of mist had begun to coil faintly above his crown, dividing and joining, gathering and dispersing, their transformations formless.
His aura was deep and unfathomable, like a still abyss or a towering mountain. One glance conveyed an imposing, unscalable majesty. Simply standing motionless, he set the surrounding air trembling and surging.
Had someone of profound cultivation stood nearby and observed him with a Mystery Art,
they would have seen nothing where Chen Heng stood, only an empty stillness. Yet to the naked eye, he was entirely real.
This was precisely what was meant by "faint and formless, indistinct to the eye." He had already grasped the principle of embracing oneness and preserving the true.
The ninth layer of Qi Refining...
This level was the very pinnacle of the nine-return Qi Refining realm, with no further progress possible. With a single thought, he could nourish the true and transform qi, advancing into the next great realm of the Immortal Dao.
After obtaining that measure of Great Creation Essence Pearls bestowed by Ai Jian, he had consumed them and regulated his qi, pushing his cultivation to the eighth layer of Qi Refining.
During these days of waiting for the supposed wedding, Chen Heng had not merely sat idly in his room. He had exhausted every Talisman Coin in the Yan Household members' Heaven and Earth Bags.
However much "Primordial Beginning True Origin" resembled the northern ocean, its depths beyond fathoming, it still ultimately had a limit.
With these hundreds of ghosts and Talisman Coins poured into it,
though the process had been difficult, he had finally attained