Sitting cross-legged on the meditation cushion in the middle of the Cultivation Room, Chen Hai made some minor adjustments to his posture and soon fell into a trance.
His mind guided by the Divine Soul's imprint left by the Black Water Leech Emperor, it was like dialing a number he already knew.
Visualizing the Black Water Leech Emperor had become a path well trod for Chen Hai, devoid of much difficulty.
He was in a state of mystery so profound, wholly absorbed.
Time passed indeterminately, until Chen Hai finally sensed that everything around him had become dim.
It was as though he were in an immeasurable void, with neither sun nor stars in sight.
Only the grim and immense figure of the Black Water Leech Emperor spanned the horizon.
Because of its presence, all color drained from the world.
It was as if its existence alone could represent the entire universe.
