บท 360: Magical Bell and the Demon Bird

In the music, Ye Futian melted his spirit in the floating snow and the entirety of Sky Mountain. His spirit existed everywhere now. At this time, he had a wonderful feeling that his senses perceiving the world were getting more and more acute. He stopped playing the song.

Closing his eyes, Ye Futian was drunk with this artistic conception. He could feel his mental power melting into nature. As long as he wanted, his mental power could resonate with the endless Spiritual Qi as a unity. It was as if his mental power belonged to nature.

"It's Arcana Plane!" Ye Futian opened his eyes and smiled. While playing the music, his spiritual power naturally broke levels which made him rise up to the Arcana Plane. Everything happened so naturally. He didn't break his level on purpose. It was totally an accident.