Qin Yu nodded. After simulating the Five Element and Eight Trigram Technique millions of times, he seemed to have obtained a rough outline.
Meanwhile, an incredibly mysterious layer of spatial energy was evolving in his hands. However, the moment the rune formed, it absorbed the terrifying energy of his body.
In an instant, tens of thousands of layers of spatial phantoms suddenly stacked up in his hand.
The moment it changed again, he saw the sea of space through the ball of spatial qi.
His hand reached out gently as if he could feel the internal qi of the sea of space.
With a thought, the ball of spatial qi turned into a spatial dagger. Qin Yu grabbed it and gently wiped it across.
A flame with the shape of the character "one" appeared in the air, and an endless void within suddenly sucked in a large amount of air.
Even when the dagger disappeared, the one-word void seemed to have lasted for a long time, and could not restore.