Jiangzhou City, in Wei Song's private Cultivation Room.
Ian sat cross-legged in the center of the room. A layer of grayish-white powder was scattered across the alloy floor in front of him.
It was the residue left after Source Crystals were completely absorbed.
Three months, one hundred and thirty-two Rifts, and not a single Source Crystal Vein had been generated. The panel had devoured the World Origin from every Purification.
This World Origin, along with the Source Crystals Wei Song had simultaneously accumulated, had now all transformed into a brilliant light within Ian's Sea of Spirit.
He slowly opened his eyes. The Star Orbits deep within his pupils were several times more solid than they were three months ago.
The innermost Gravity Orbit was silver-gray, interlaced with fine crimson patterns, like molten stars flowing slowly.
Its progress had reached 63%, just as he had hoped.
