Long Wei remained seated, the dragon tattoo winding around his back pulsed with golden light. He exhaled as white turbid qi expelled from his mouth, taking with it all the pain that had been stacking against his Mindscape.
His Mindscape had changed. Its space was still infinite to his senses, but its center, where his Heavenly Palace lay, was something to behold. His primary Heavenly Palace stood tall, towering into the vast endless skies tinged with blue, displaying its twelve-floor grandeur.
A large dragon wound its thick, scaly body around each floor, pulsing with the purest form of Void Qi available to a mortal being.
Its body snaked all the way to the top, mouth wide open, seemingly trying to swallow his Nascent Soul. From his Heavenly Palace, which was the center of his Mindscape, twelve new pathways jittered outwards, extending a hundred kilometers in twelve directions before stopping.
