This is the first time he has felt the power of the Spirit Venerable Realm so closely and tangibly.
Previously in the valley of the Flower God Sect, the feeling from those few Flying Knives lingered.
These Flying Knives intensified that feeling, making it stronger and clearer.
He continuously compared this power to his own, constantly analyzing.
Analyzing from every aspect.
Analyzing over and over, breaking it down from unity to detail, not just understanding the extent of the difference, but knowing the various aspects of the difference.
Thus, he understood, he should advance from several dimensions.
Clearly identifying the dimensions was the key to thoroughly comprehending the mysteries of the Spirit Venerable.
He scrutinized the Crystal Rose within his reach before him.
Under the sunlight, it was crystal clear, glowing with captivating sanctity and delicacy, making it impossible to refuse.
He shook his head, gritted his teeth, and turned away.
