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第三千五百八十五章 因祸得福

Initially, he could only move his body but not his mind. However, the circulation of his inner alchemy force was unimpeded.

This time, however, he had a major setback. When his alchemy force was utterly scattered, it began to lose control over him as well.

What should he do?

Even with Lin Xuan's exceptionally resilient mind, this crisis made his face look terrible.

The situation was completely out of his hands.

At this moment, there was nothing he could do but watch helplessly as the true spirit essence poured into his inner core.

The feeling was indescribable. Lin Xuan felt like a deflated balloon, with every part of him in pain.

Compared to the past Heart Refinement Path, the current pain seemed insignificant.

Originally, the true spirit essence had been roughly the size of a dragon's eye. In an instant, it grew ten times larger or more.

Different types of true spirit essences couldn't be refined fast enough and mixed together, causing conflicts with each other.

Lin Xuan was in such excruciating pain that he wanted to cry but could do nothing about it.

If not for the clarity in his mind, the terrifying agony almost made him want to self-destruct his soul core to seek relief.

Of course, this thought flashed by and Lin Xuan would never make such a futile move.

But now, how to resolve this crisis was beyond his reach.

Not that he wasn't trying; he couldn’t even move or control his alchemy force. What could he do?

A skilled cook can't make a meal with no ingredients. At this moment, all Lin Xuan could do was leave it to fate.

How long had he not experienced such helplessness? The physical pain was one thing, but the frustration and despair in his heart left him at a loss.

What should he do?

Since embarking on the path of cultivation, Lin Xuan had faced countless hardships. But this situation was undoubtedly the most dangerous.

All he could do now was not give up. Efforts seemed like a luxury.

Meanwhile, the true spirit essence continued to pour into his inner core with no end in sight.

Once this process began, it couldn't be stopped.

Fortunately, the dantian was the source of the qi sea and akin to a momentary space, offering vast room for容纳 so much external force. Otherwise, there wouldn’t have been enough space.

But now, the inner core faced a major setback.

The true spirit essences poured in regardless of whether they could bear it or not.

Lin Xuan's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat; his situation was truly helpless.

As time passed, the true spirit essence finally couldn't withstand the pressure.

Sizzle…

Cracks appeared on its surface.

This was just the beginning. Over time, more and more cracks formed like a spider web, covering the inner core.

Then, the true spirit essence shattered.

If it were any other time, Lin Xuan would have been furious, but now he let out a sigh of relief.

The demon core's destruction would significantly weaken his power, but at least he managed to save his life.

Just now, what he feared most was that the true spirit essence couldn't be replenished and exploded after absorbing too much. That would have been the end for him.

Fortunately, this didn’t happen, so there was no need to dwell on it.

Lin Xuan remained optimistic.

But then, his eyes widened in shock.

Because things weren't over yet.

The demon core had shattered, but now that it did, the true spirit essence lacked a place to vent. It began to collide wildly within the dantian.

The two soul cores were hit first.

Lin Xuan almost cried.

A shattered demon core meant his power would drop significantly, which was nothing to worry about.

But if both soul cores faced issues, he would face disintegration here and now.

After all his efforts, had this finally led him to a fatal end?

Before the thought could fully form, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

Without any warning, a spatial rift appeared where the demon core shattered.

Correctly, it was a spatial rift appearing in the qi sea.

Wasn't that absurd?

But right before his eyes, this bizarre scene truly happened.

Lin Xuan's eyes widened.

The surrounding void had collapsed and transformed into a vortex… or rather, a black hole would be more fitting.

With a diameter of just a foot, it emitted infinite suction force.

The demon core fragments were the first to be absorbed. Then came the true spirit essence—these were extremely precious, but their reckless movement could have destroyed Lin Xuan's life. Now they too were sucked in.

However, he still couldn't move. But at least the crisis was temporarily resolved.

He had saved his life, but whether this would end here remained unclear. He could only wait anxiously.

Time slowly passed; after about a cup of tea’s worth of time.

Lin Xuan suddenly felt something different from before, though he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was.

Despite still being unable to move, Lin Xuan sensed that his strength hadn't diminished but seemed to have increased on top of the original level—significantly so.

But how could this be?

The true spirit essence had already shattered. Logically and emotionally, his power should have been greatly reduced, not increased. This was too strange.

Before he could fully process it, a burst of spiritual light emerged from the vortex.

After a moment, the light dimmed, revealing a round pearl about the size of a dragon's eye.

It rotated slowly, breathtakingly beautiful.

Was this… the true spirit essence?

Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted as he showed disbelief on his face.

This core had shattered just now; how could it have recovered?

Apart from astonishment, there was also immense joy. Regardless, regaining such a core would be beneficial to him.

Wait, this true spirit essence seemed different from before.

Although still unable to move, Lin Xuan regained control over his alchemy force and immediately used Inner Vision to examine the inner core more closely.

Sure enough, he noticed several differences.

Firstly, it was smoother and more glossy. More importantly, every time it rotated, nine true spirit shadows appeared around it, as if in a ritual of worship.

Each rotation revealed different spirits; Lin Xuan roughly counted over one hundred types.

Could this mean that the true spirit essence from just now had been completely absorbed by this bizarre incident?

Apart from shock, even greater joy awaited Lin Xuan.

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