On the cliff terrace of the cave mansion.
A vast scorching sun hung high in the sky, sunlight falling upon the earth, nourishing all creatures.
Shen Mo sat cross-legged, staring directly at the scorching sun, silently chanting the incantation of the Divine Soul Contemplation Scripture: "Soul contemplation, all creation's embodiment."
Thoughts began to flow.
His spirit trembled slightly!
A phantom of the sun slowly materialized within his Mind Sea, shining brilliantly.
Shen Mo felt only warmth enveloping his entire body, as if he were immersed in a hot spring, bringing comfort to his entire being.
If a soul were to be directly exposed to the sunlight, it would endure an agonizing pain, like being seared by fire and branded by charcoal.
Beings like Soul Ghosts, similar in essence to a cultivator's soul, were also averse to exposure under the scorching sun.
