"Roar..."
The moment he held the Cave-Heaven Magnetic Mountain in his palm, Lin Shisan felt a pulling force unlike anything he had ever experienced.
The Hornless Dragon True Spirit had already darted out of his dantian, circled his wrist twice, and let out a series of low whimpers.
Like a young beast that had been craving food for ages, it had finally caught the scent of something perfectly suited to its appetite.
"Roar... roar... roar..."
Its voice was deeper than usual, and more urgent.
The scales on the Hornless Dragon True Spirit's body fluttered slightly open, and even its breathing grew a little faster.
Without hesitation, Lin Shisan held the Magnetic Mountain in his right hand, used his left to swallow a Spirit-Gathering Pill, and sat cross-legged on the stone stool.
The Cave-Heaven Magnetic Mountain slowly floated up from his palm.
As spiritual power flowed into it, fine, dark-brown patterns appeared on the mountain's surface, spreading outward from within.
The outline of the entire peak gradually blurred, turning into a swirling mass of dark-brown air that enveloped Lin Shisan completely.
Warmth seeped through his skin into his bones, reaching deep into his Eight Extraordinary Meridians.
Lin Shisan could clearly feel the spiritual energy in the air rapidly gathering toward him.
As though an invisible hand had seized it in an unyielding grip.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth that had been drifting through the Dragon Palace's air now surged madly into the magnetic vortex, with him at its center.
Faint sizzling sounds even rose from the air.
The sight left Lin Shisan astonished, his dark eyes rolling about.
He could not help marveling once again at how fantastical and steeped in myth the path of cultivation was.
The Hornless Dragon True Spirit flew into the current as well, opening