Gu Sheng's seated figure with crossed legs was enveloped by a layer of faint golden halo, and True Qi surged around him.
Suddenly, his tightly closed eyes abruptly opened, and two substantial beams of golden light shot out from his pupils, tracing a dazzling path in the dim hall.
"Boom——"
Condensed True Qi fluctuations formed a visible tornado centered on Gu Sheng. The fierce True Qi tore through the air, creating sharp blasts, while ancient runes on the hall's walls lit up one after another, barely resisting this power's impact.
"The Seventh Level of Xuanwu Realm, achieved!"
Gu Sheng uttered a low cry, his voice filled with barely contained excitement.
He sealed his hands, as if an invisible hand guided the raging True Qi tornado, slowly retracting it into his body. Each strand of True Qi returning made his aura more solid.
Three months of arduous cultivation, finally paying off.
