The quiet life divine flowers were still blooming. The dense streams of life-force were like intelligent creatures, automatically merging with the bodies of Ji Hao and the other cultivators.
Obviously, the life-force released from these flowers liked Gui Ling and her six disciples especially, because thirty-percent of all the life-force released from over ten-thousand flowers merged with their bodies, and twenty percent chose to be absorbed by Gui Ling.
Po delightfully smiled and nodded. He could clearly sense that Gui Ling’s power had been improving continuously. The already sturdy foundation of Gui Ling’s cultivation had now turned even sturdier.
A glowing stream of light of Dao rose from Gui Ling’s head. Inside the water-clear stream of light, a fist-sized spirit Dan was spinning. A giant amount of life-force ceaselessly merged with this spirit Dan, and a strong sense of life was released from it gradually.