Traditional purification methods proved ineffective.
Braydon Neal's left hand made a subtle movement, his finger flicking. The seventeen orbs of spirit liquid, enveloped in his mental power, began a gradual rotation, forming small whirlpools that gained momentum.
Initially, they rotated at a rate of one turn per second.
Then, the speed accelerated.
Three, five, seven revolutions per second!
As Braydon pushed his limits, controlling the seventeen whirlpools to rotate at ten turns per second, his face paled, and cold sweat emerged on his temples.
This was nearly Braydon's mental power threshold.
The edge of his mental power.
"A new purification method?"
Cor Demeksa asked in disbelief, witnessing the spirit liquid transform into cyclones, spinning rapidly and shedding impurities.
A few moments later, the spirit liquid attained a crystal-clear state, resembling a ball of green jade radiating a brilliant luster.
