Three days later in the early morning, at the Qiluo Mountain City Divine Temple in Luandu County.
Li Buxian was sitting at the desk by the window, holding a scripture and reciting continuously.
With the increasing number of repetitions, an invisible rhythm enveloped the surroundings. Streams of unseen force were drawn in, slowly entering his body.
After a long while, as the early winter sun began to rise, its light streamed into the East Straddling Courtyard, and Li Buxian stopped reciting the "Yan Yue Scripture." He took a deep breath of the chilly, dry air of early winter and felt his spirit vibrant and full.
"The Demon Path is indeed mysterious, but its effects are truly extraordinary," he nodded in admiration.
After days of practice, not only had his physique, which had been stagnant for years, improved, but the most mysterious Superior Fetal Spirit had also gradually grown stronger and closer to perfection.
