Xue Wei's eyes radiated an unmatched confidence.
At this moment, he was completely immersed in the impending power and victory at hand, unconcerned about any insignificant ripples.
On the other side, inside the Secret Realm.
Ye Qingchen sat cross-legged in the center of the grand hall, eyes closed, sensing the vast energy emanating from the Buddha's Relic.
Initially, this energy flowed gently and orderly into his body, nourishing his meridians.
However, as time passed, the flow of energy became increasingly violent, like a flood beast rampaging through Ye Qingchen's meridians.
His body seemed ignited, and all the Spiritual Power within began to surge wildly, his meridians swelling as if on the verge of splitting.
Every meridian sent a sharp pain, as if about to be torn apart.
Ye Qingchen clenched his teeth, striving to maintain inner calm, knowing this was a crucial trial.
