Wei Cheng didn't have time to think, he hurriedly pressed onward, and immediately, a different gold divine light roared down, instantly replenishing the Moving Mountain inner strength that he had expended, even his exhausted spirit seed returned to its peak.
Something was off.
He could clearly feel that the odd power in this divine light automatically split into two parts. One part rose like a clear air, directly entering the spirit seed, one part descended like murky air, merging with his body.
But in the end, another beam of golden light fell into the mountains formed by the Visualization Diagram of Moving Mountain, adding just a bit more to the originally faint golden glow.
Fifteen seconds later, the divine light faded.
The transmission stele shrank to twenty meters high, meaning, Wei Cheng had taken up four-fifths of it.
However, he was thoughtful because, what the higher quality divine light brought him during these fifteen seconds, he felt was somewhat scanty.
