The moment he returned, Dalvin almost moaned out loud as torrents of spiritual energy were passively dragged over by his tyrannical spiritual roots, akin to a deep-sea whale that had been trapped within a small lake finally being sent back to the ocean.
Yes!
This was it, this was the feeling!
This was how it should be!
Dalvin sat down on his bed and felt the area rapidly stabilize as the spiritual energy evened out between its extremely viscous density versus his continuous absorption. He found himself falling into a trance that lasted for more than a few hours before he was startled awake by the sense of someone coming nearby.
He got up and went out to see that Ling Long and Yulia were coming over with the three Personal Attendants, their faces full of strangeness. After all, Dalvin had run pretty fast when he got back and it was now apparent as to why he did that.
