Inn, inside the room.
Xiao Yi sat cross-legged, cultivating.
The Spirit Gathering Array in the room was still quite effective.
A large amount of Cold Ice Spirit Qi was being absorbed into his body.
However, Xiao Yi didn't convert this Cold Ice Spirit Qi into his own Cultivation.
That is to say, the Cold Ice Spirit Qi was not transformed into Primordial Qi.
Instead, Xiao Yi drew it into his Small World and forcibly sealed it outside the Qi Spring.
In the center of the entire Small World was the Qi Spring, and above the Qi Spring was the Martial Soul.
This was the case for any Martial Artist.
Of course, Xiao Yi was somewhat special.
Above the Qi Spring, there were two Martial Souls, and below them lay a towering Ice Mountain and a boiling Fire Sea, both formed from Pure Element Power.
Between the Ice Mountain Fire Sea and the two great Martial Souls was an opulent Elixir that shimmered with flowing light.