Time hurried by.
Inside a secret chamber of the West Depot, Yu Huatian worked to fuse his physical body and Primordial Spirit.
He threw his primary cultivation technique, the Sunflower Sword Canon, which incorporated several supreme internal cultivation arts, and the "Heaven-Shifting Earth-Transferring Great Spirit-Refining Art" into the Martial Dao Fusion Furnace, continuously deducing and fusing them.
During this process, whenever the fusion of the techniques was complete, he would also experiment.
Following the method recorded in the "Heaven-Shifting Earth-Transferring Great Spirit-Refining Art," Yu Huatian pulled his Primordial Spirit out of his Sea of Consciousness, then used the new method he had developed through fusion to merge it with his physical body and attempt cultivation.
Upon discovering that the method was wrong, he separated them again and continued deducing, fusing, and experimenting...
And so it went.
Who knew how much time had passed?
Who knew how many times he had repeated these deductions, fusions, and experiments?
One day.
Yu Huatian awoke again, his eyes brilliant and clear, dazzling like stars in the night.
"The seven hundred and eighty-fourth attempt..."
Yu Huatian murmured.
Then he drew a deep breath and began his experiment according to the method in the new cultivation technique.
He carefully pulled his Primordial Spirit out of his sea of consciousness. A cluster of illusory specks of light, faintly bearing Yu Huatian's aura, emerged above his head and swayed gently in midair.
His Primordial Spirit had yet to undergo tempering. It was still extremely fragile and had not yet taken shape.
Previously, Yu Huatian had always tried distributing this unformed Primordial Spirit throughout his body.
But a special existence like the Primordial Spirit seemed capable of existing only within the sea of consciousness, unable to fuse with the physical body.
Gradually, Yu Huatian realized that he had taken