Shen Yuan's steadiness, grounded by his extensive experiences taming chaotic powers, kept each phase meticulously under control.
[Be careful, Yuan'er. Spatial Qi has the potential to slip out of your dantian if you overcompress it.]
He chuckled under his breath. "Don't worry, Lan'er. I can handle this much easily. Besides, I can't let a little distortion keep me from leveling this dantian up to match the others."
Hours passed—or was it minutes in the secluded dimension of his concentration?
Step by step, Shen Yuan guided the Void Transversing Art upward, layer by layer, until the swirling energy at his sixth dantian rivaled the roiling power in his other apex-level dantians.
The final compression cycles transformed each slip of Qi into an interwoven pattern of miniature subspace filaments.
A faint silver swirl emerged on the spiritual plane, resembling a cosmic vortex hidden in a starry night.
