[After leaving Spirit City, you cast off all your shackles.]
[Your exhilarating battle with Qian Renxue had poured out all the pent-up frustration in your chest.]
[The family vendettas that had entangled you for years, the feelings too tangled to put into words, the obsessions that had left you tossing and turning-all had turned into stardust scattering across the sky amid the clash of spearpoint and holy sword, dissolving into the morning breeze.]
[You no longer clung to gratitude and grudges, no longer remained trapped by love, and no longer let anything external trouble you.]
[Soul power flowed through your meridians with unprecedented ease. The starlight in your Sea of Consciousness shone more brilliantly than before, as though that great battle had washed away its accumulated dust. Every strand of starlight held a crisp clarity.]
[You summoned your martial soul. Blue Silver Grass swayed gently in the morning breeze, the pale golden patterns on its leaves brighter than ever. Starlight faintly flowed between its veins, like night dew gathering on blades of grass.]
[And the Life-bound Soul Ring beneath your feet-had turned completely crimson.]
[This meant that your physical constitution could now fully withstand the impact of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.]
[And after more than two years of quiet recuperation and regulated breathing, the wound to your soul left by splitting your divine consciousness had finally healed completely. Starlight had filled the cracks in your Sea of Consciousness little by little, leaving not the slightest trace.]
[You withdrew your martial soul and tilted your head back to gaze at the drifting clouds on the horizon, a decision forming in your heart-you planned to make all three of your next soul rings Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings.]
[Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings were legendary treasures in the Soul Master