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    A wave of astonished exclamations resonated throughout the Clan Hall.

     

    However, among them, two people wore solemn expressions: Gongshu Cangyou and Gongshu Yushan.

     

    Unlike the other Clan members and Elders, their eyes portrayed a deep apprehension!

     

    “Alas, whilst that method is certainly the best way to temper Spiritual Energy, but…”

     

    Gongshu Yushan stepped forward to stand beside Gongshu Cangyou, his eyes anxiously fixed on the Array radiating dazzling green light.

     

    “Let us hope he does not provoke Ancestor Gumin…” Gongshu Cangyou said with a gulp, watching the Array diagram with trepidation.

     

    Gongshu Gumin was the greatest Crafting Master in the Gongshu Clan’s thousands of years of history, whose achievements in the Dao of Crafting were unparalleled! He had made tremendous contributions to the condensation of the Spirit Sea for the Gongshu Clan! It was precisely because of his existence that the Spirit Sea was formed!

     

    Within the Spirit Sea, time seemed to have lost all meaning—perhaps a quarter hour had passed, or an hour, or a day, even a year!

     

    In this space, the tremendous commotion caused by the two powerful Spiritual Energy forces colliding had ceased.

     

    The endless pressure from the Spirit Sea continued relentlessly, but Qin Yichen was no longer resisting. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the ground.

     

    Now, the Spiritual Body in his Knowledge Sea was undoubtedly several times tougher than before!

     

    Within this nearly completely condensed Spiritual Body, something like a Spiritual Energy vortex had formed, from which waves of extraordinarily powerful Spiritual Energy continuously radiated outward.

     

    *Hum hum…* As these waves of Spiritual Energy spread, they directly destroyed the pressure of the Spirit Sea, leaving him completely unaffected.

     

    *Boom!*

     

    At a certain moment, something akin to a Spiritual Storm erupted in Qin Yichen’s Knowledge Sea. Magnificent waves of Spiritual Energy emanated from his Knowledge Sea, eventually permeating every part of his body!

     

    His muscles, bones, and even cells all began to tremble. His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and from them shot forth a beam of Spiritual Energy that seemed almost tangible.

     

    *Swoosh!*

     

    A piercing sound cut through the air as powerful Spiritual Energy erupted like a volcanic explosion.

     

    *Boom!*

     

    Under this powerful shockwave, even the boundless pressure of the Spirit Sea was forcibly dispersed.

     

    Qin Yichen’s eyes gleamed like stars, brilliantly radiant. Only after a good while did this radiance gradually dim as the waves of Spiritual Energy weakened.

     

    *Huuu…* Qin Yichen stood up from the ground, exhaling a long breath of white mist. As he rose, the dispersed pressure of the Spirit Sea descended upon him once more. However, this pressure merely caused his shoulders to slightly sink and could no longer force him down!

     

    “The Spirit Sea of the Gongshu Clan truly lives up to its reputation. This tempering is equivalent to decades of bitter cultivation for me!” Feeling the nearly solid Spiritual Body in his Knowledge Sea, a faint smile curved Qin Yichen’s lips.

     

    “But, this Spirit Sea can no longer suppress me…” Qin Yichen murmured.

     

    Even without deliberately resisting, the pressure from the Spirit Sea could no longer trouble him. By all rights, after completing this tempering, he should have been transported out, but for some reason, Qin Yichen remained in this space and had not been sent back.

     

    As if acknowledging its inability to exert much more pressure on the young man, the pressure of the Spirit Sea gradually dissipated.

     

    As this pressure dissipated, Qin Yichen’s expression suddenly changed, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

     

    Because as the Spirit Sea’s pressure dispersed, his vision became clearer, and in the centre of the Spirit Sea, he could see a green light.

     

    “Is that the core of this Spirit Sea?” A look of interest flashed in Qin Yichen’s eyes, and he stepped forward towards the green light.

     

    As he approached the green light, Qin Yichen halted his steps, his brows furrowing tightly.

     

    He sensed that the Spiritual Energy waves before him had become as viscous as liquid, and within this Spiritual Energy, a pressure several times stronger than the Spirit Sea faintly radiated outward.

     

    *Huuu…* Qin Yichen exhaled softly, a determined look flashing in his eyes as he slowly raised his foot and then firmly planted it down.

     

    *Thud!* As soon as he stepped into the area enveloped by the green light, Qin Yichen’s thighs trembled. Nevertheless, he gritted his teeth, leaned his body forward, and squeezed his entire body in.

     

    *Hum…* Upon entering the area enveloped by the green light, a hair-raising sensation suddenly arose from the depths of his heart, and a pressure more terrifying than what he experienced outside descended upon him.

     

    At this moment, viscous Spiritual Energy surrounded Qin Yichen, filling the entire space. Moving through it was like wading through a swamp, making it difficult to even breathe.

     

    “This feeling… Could it be that there was once the consciousness of a being beyond the ‘Spiritual Rupture Realm’ in this Spirit Sea?” A solemn look appeared in Qin Yichen’s eyes, but they still gazed eagerly at the centre of the green light. His Spiritual Body was just one step away from complete condensation, and faced with this pressure, he felt impatient!

     

    *Thud! Thud!* Still without a trace of retreat in his eyes, Qin Yichen firmly strode forward. With each heavy footstep, his figure moved with extreme slowness towards the very centre of the green light.

     

    After a while, Qin Yichen had approached the very centre of the green light, with only about ten steps remaining.

     

    Yet this short distance forced him to clench his teeth. Each step forward felt like he was carrying a mountain. With each footfall, a faint creaking sound came from within his body, as if his bones were groaning under the strain.

     

    Sweat poured from him like raindrops, completely soaking Qin Yichen’s clothes.

     

    *Thud!* The heavy footsteps echoed through this space, and with each step, a puddle of sweat fell to the ground.

     

    The closer he got to the central position, the stronger the pressure carried by the viscous Spiritual Energy became. The final few steps were particularly challenging, several times more powerful than when he first entered the green light!

     

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