Undercurrents swirled, and fish and shrimp swam past.
Lian Youming sat motionless on the riverbed, having almost entirely shut out his awareness of the outside world.
Now, within him, the internal breath and the force momentum produced by his two elixir skills, Dragon Roaring Iron Shirt and Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover, were actually clashing.
They had originally blended as seamlessly as milk and water, but with his mind unguarded, they became like a wild flood dragon soaring into the sky and a savage tiger leaving the mountains, surging ceaselessly through his limbs and bones. It was as though his body had broken free of his control, its muscles trembling and pulsing of their own accord, with ever-growing intensity.
It was much like when White Bone Contemplation had previously plunged him into mortal danger.
The difference, however, was that this time, he had not completely lost control.
He had submerged himself in the river to cut off his breathing as well. Otherwise, each breath would strengthen the dragon and tiger, and further complications would be inevitable.
Not daring to show the slightest carelessness, Lian Youming gathered himself and held his focus, swiftly visualizing his inner landscape.
What was the inner landscape?
It was the imagery within the body.
In other words, the organs, sinews, bones, qi-blood, and true spirit.
Put another way, the wild flood dragon and savage tiger were now treating his inner landscape as their world, rampaging at will and stirring up storms. To subdue the dragon and tiger, he naturally had to mobilize his spiritual intent.
And what spiritual intent formed was the Wisdom Sword.
Each rise and fall of thought was a swing of the sword.
He had to use his spiritual will to curb the onslaught of these two vicious beasts.
Lian Youming closed his