Bab 923: Divine Art Creation

As the flow of time seemed to fade away, Cain found himself lost in deep contemplation, his mind adrift in a sea of profound insights. When he finally opened his eyes, they shone with an abyss-like clarity, his black pupils reflecting the depths of his newfound understanding.

"Essence of the Void," he murmured, his brow furrowing in concentration. "The swallowing principles of the Huang Dragon God bloodline, and the rippling arcs of lightning... perhaps I can fuse these concepts together."

A tremendous flash of inspiration engulfed Cain's mind, and he suddenly fell into a perfectly still stance, his body as motionless as a statue carved from the most unyielding stone. Not a single muscle twitched, and even his Dao robes hung in perfect stillness, untouched by the whispering breeze.