"Is it coming, this whisper..."
Zhou Bai's heart trembled. Whether it was Zuo Dao's notes or various textbooks, they all indicated the appearance of this situation.
Accompanied by the reading of Daoist texts and the process of gaining insights into the Heavenly Dao, even if he had made comprehensive preparations and protections like he did today, as long as he gradually entered the state of synchronization with the Heavenly Dao, there would still be twisted knowledge trying to invade his Primordial Spirit.
Zhou Bai controlled his inner longing, completely ignored it, did not memorize it, and tried his best to pretend he had not heard the whisper.
But the next moment, in this utterly quiet meditation chamber, the light seemed to gradually dim. Even the edges of the room gradually fell into darkness, only the place where Zhou Bai was remained shrouded in white light.