The Royal Court of Houjin, beneath a towering snow mountain, inside an ancient and aromatic tent.
Zongzheng Huachun sat cross-legged on a cushion, his eyes half-closed, while the qi mechanism around him surged like tides, converging into his dantian.
Even An Jing's "Nameless Heart Scripture" paled in comparison to Zongzheng Huachun at this moment. Such was the benefit of absorbing the Earth Vein Spirit with a single thought. It not only enhanced Zongzheng Huachun's comprehension of Heavenly Human Communication but also allowed him to absorb nature's spiritual energy at a rate far surpassing that of ordinary people.
The magnitude of this advantage was self-evident.
About half an hour later, Zongzheng Huachun exhaled a breath of foul air, and the surrounding qi mechanism gradually dispersed.