Path of No Retreat

The shattered Dao released a green light that carried hints of essence, if this essence could be classified, then it was the purest essence of determination. The energy released by it entered Yan Zaizen's amber-gold palm like water into sand. A distinctive feeling reminiscent of the flowing of water over one's hand was felt.

This water flowed through Yan Zaizen's palm into his soul like a river. The river was calm and clear. Within the depths of this river, a silhouette was formed. When Yan Zaizen observed this silhouette that flowed from his palm into his soul, his eyes flickered.

This figure wasn't Esi's. Instead, it wasn't even humanoid in shape. It resembled a living and beating heart.

"Interesting," softly exclaiming, he rotated the art further until the river flowed entirely into his soul. It vanished, integrating with his own Dao Soul.