Shi Mu had a strange feeling as the spirit power reached his head. Suddenly, the crystal capsule vibrated and exuded an attractive force; Shi Mu had condensed this crystal capsule while practicing the Moon-Swallowing Art. That force peeled-off a wisp of spirit power from its stream. Then, it reached his mind and got integrated with the crystal capsule.
“Bang!” a loud explosion resounded.
The crystal capsule vibrated again, and broke into pieces. Then, it took the shape of a tiny and exquisite white crescent-moon.
The silver light glowing on the surface of the crescent moon began to expand. Suddenly, a portion of the crescent moon dissipated with a loud rumbling sound, and transformed into a wisp of refined spirit power. This refined spirit power converged with the thick stream of spirit power, and started to flow in Shi Mu’s meridians.