Seven feathers hang beside the Five Elements, moving without wind, emitting a subtle humming sound.
The surface of the feathers flows with a cyan luster, and the Wind Spirit Power inside surges like tides.
Shen Xuan's hands form spells, his ten fingers fly.
Mysterious runes formed by pure spiritual power leap from his fingertips, precisely branding each feather.
As the runes merge, the feathers tremble more violently, and their connection with his Divine Sense suddenly becomes several times clearer.
Shen Xuan is completely focused, not daring to relax in the slightest.
Spiritual power flows in continuously like a stream.
The seven originally independent feathers begin to slowly come together, with a faint light of fusion at their edges.
"Merge!"
Shen Xuan calls out softly, pointing with two fingers.
The cluster of intertwining cyan light swiftly invests into the treasure furnace below.
The furnace lid slams shut with a boom.
