Within the Spirit Cleansing Pool, spiritual energy burst forth vibrantly, and spiritual power rolled over like tidal waves, constantly crashing towards Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan was seated cross-legged in the middle of the pool, his chest covered by the pool water formed from liquefied spiritual power.
The spiritual liquid was splendid, like nectar and ambrosia, washing over his limbs and every bone, cleansing through every pore on his body.
However, due to the vast difference in the concentration of spiritual power within him compared with that of the Spirit Cleansing Pool, a severe and irresistible spiritual pressure emerged, turning his skin red and causing his veins to swell slightly, bringing a surge of intense pain.
Lu Qingshan, enduring such acute pain, remained unflinchingly still,
Before long, thunderous rumbles began emanating from within his body.
Crackle, crackle, crackle!
The sound of overburdened meridians caused Lu Qingshan to tremble slightly.