Bab 263: The Breathing Technique That Came to His Doorstep

Near noon, the golden streams of light in the ring shone brightly, dyeing everything in its path golden. Chen Yiming's consciousness screamed in pain. It felt as if he was an ordinary person being bitten by countless ants. There was no part of his body that didn't hurt.

He had tried to leave the figure in his mind here to cultivate, and let his consciousness slip back into his main body. However, as soon as he left the figure, the exposed part of his consciousness was burned up by the golden streams of light, and he was so frightened that he quickly retreated into the figure.

"As expected, I still have to rely on the system!"

Chen Yiming sadly realized that the one who could materialize the spiritual power was the figure in his mind. In the face of the power of the natural world, his consciousness was still very weak.