Returning to his cave home.
After instructing Lu Thirty-Eight not to disturb him, Zhang Jing hurriedly entered the cultivation room.
He was eager to comprehend the profound mysteries of the high-grade cultivation method, not willing to waste a single moment.
Sitting cross-legged on the cushion.
A flicker of flame at his fingertips and the Concentrating Incense slowly rose into a white mist.
Breathe and calm your mind!
The dormant Dharma Seeds within his heart were awakened, a red spiritual light enveloping his entire body.
His mind stirred.
The many contents of the "Sea Dragon's True Method" once again surged from the bottom of his heart, and the mystical scroll depicting the sea dragon engulfing the sea slowly unfolded before his eyes.
It was an endless, icy cold abyss.
A sea dragon covered in black scales roared through the waves, from time to time, letting out soul-shaking roars and causing terrifying waves that flooded the sky.
His mind gradually submerged into it.
