At Sea-Gazing Cliff, the night lay heavy as the sea breeze drifted gently. Amid the rolling waves, there lingered an unusual stillness. 0

With a flick of his wrist, Luo Chen planted the black banner at the very center of the cave residence. He probed in with his divine consciousness and found that the ghostly feast was still ongoing. More than a hundred powerful resentful souls swarmed around Yan Nantian's lingering soul, tugging and gnawing at it without pause. The Ghost King in particular ripped off great mouthfuls, and its light that had once dimmed gradually began to recover.0

Watching this scene, Luo Chen revealed a thoughtful expression. 0

Modern immortal cultivators relied on external resources to speed up their progress, but at the core, they were no different from the ancient Qi Refiners. They still trod the path of refining vital essence into qi, and qi into spirit. At the Foundation Establishment Realm, the spirit consciousness could be projected outside the body. At the Golden Core Realm, the spirit condensed to become the divine...7