Bai Qi closed his eyes, meditating, as his Divine Soul emerged from his body, stepping into the Void Gate that pulled him in.
As he broke through the Three Realms of Dao Skill, his Divine Soul thoughts became increasingly crystalline and resilient, emitting a brilliant glow with a mysterious tint, akin to a bright candle, conspicuous amidst the darkness.
The boundless, shadowy void was instantly illuminated within a few feet, like a paper lantern adrift on a black river.
"No wonder Daoist cultivators easily fall prey to internal demons, tainted by the Turbid Tide. Once their Divine Soul is formed, every time they meditate, they inhale and exhale spiritual energy, their heart light shining upon the void, inevitably attracting all sorts of bizarre malevolent spirits and anomalies."
Following his guidance, Bai Qi's Divine Soul swiftly soared past, like a ship with an anchor point, entering the Inner Scenic Land he had visited before.
