Pure, gentle Order energy, like the first thawing stream across an ice field, flowed along the fragile channel formed by the "key" frequency.
It slowly entered Ming Xin's shattered soul core and seeped into the depleted shadow matter of the Shadow Fiend Fragment.
There was no violence, no impurities—only a pure, easily absorbed sense of "stability."
To Ming Xin, who had endured chaotic currents and the agony of his soul being torn apart, this feeling was no less than rain after a long drought.
He suppressed his instinctive urge to greedily devour it all at once and carefully controlled the rate at which he drew it in.
On one hand, the soul's "riverbed" was badly damaged and could not withstand too great a surge of energy;
On the other, he could not be sure whether surveillance or a backdoor lay hidden behind this seemingly "gentle" energy interface.
Despite the temporary protocol restrictions, he did not dare place even the slightest trust in that cold, hollow facility consciousness.
The energy trickled in, and at first it brought an intense "rejection reaction"—too many chaotic, shattered, and conflicting law imprints had seeped into the remnants of his soul.
They clashed completely with this highly ordered energy, like pouring ice water over a festering wound, only intensifying the pain.
But Ming Xin gritted his teeth and persevered, guiding the "key" frequency through the most delicate filtering and conversion.
Like using the finest sieve to filter sand, he allowed only the most fundamental, attribute-free essence of energy to settle and nourish the deepest cracks in his soul.
At the same time, he separated a faint thread of consciousness and attached it to the drawn energy flow, covertly "probing in reverse" at the energy interface and the supply system behind it.
This was neither an attack