"The Clear Sky Realm..."
Ronan softly muttered these four words.
After a moment of thought, he closed his eyes and entered meditation once again.
In the void of his consciousness space, the original darkness had completely disappeared.
A point of light hovered at zenith, like a miniature sun, sending out ripples of white light rings, one after another...
A steady stream of spiritual power emerged from it...
"Not right?!"
Suddenly, Ronan's mind flickered, his tightly shut eyes trembled, and then he quickly opened them.
If there were a second person present, they would clearly see—the color of Ronan's pupils transform from the tranquil lake blue to a clear brilliant azure, faintly glowing like the most top-quality and lucid aquamarine, imparting an ultimate sense of calm and wisdom.
At this moment, Ronan felt as if his thought process was incredibly swift; every second seemed filled with numerous inspirations clashing and bursting forth...