I'm floating.
That was the only thought Xueli could grasp as her consciousness drifted away from the physical world.
I feel... lighter.
It was a sensation she had never known—the absence of the heavy, suffocating pressure that usually accompanied the life of a cultivator in the Eastern Region.
For a long time, she felt as if she were floating aimlessly in a vast, dark void.
It was a place of profound coldness and infinite loneliness, a vacuum that should have terrified her.
But surprisingly, she didn't feel any of that.
The fear that once defined her, the fear of being weak, of being left behind, of being ordinary, had simply evaporated.
Instead, she felt cool. It was as if her entire being was submerged in a deep, hidden spring of celestial water.
This was the process of the Bright Silver Emperor's legacy taking root, and unlike the violent, bone-breaking breakthroughs she had experienced before, this was an act of profound refreshment.
