Still, although it had been a longer process than he had expected, what mattered was that, in the end, he had arrived at his goal.
Weighing the broom in his palm, Di Tou closed his eyes and took a deep breath before taking a slow step forward, sending a large surge of Void Qi through the shaft of the broom before carefully spreading it out through the many fine hairs, as if he was spreading out fingers like a Buddha, one hand holding thousands of fingers and infinite variations. Using only his Spiritual Sense to guide him, Di Tou walked around, softly mumbling to help himself focus, and his eyes half drooping and closed as he moved.
