Gu Yuan barely had time to react before he felt a beam of golden light swiftly enter his dantian.
"Rustle!"
The mana moved automatically despite Gu Yuan's lack of control, rushing madly toward the Golden Seal, striving to refine it.
Everything fell into place smoothly.
The Golden Seal carried its own mysteries, and with Gu Yuan's blood drop imprinting it and reciting a spell, this seal completely belonged to him. Unless he died, no one could take it away from him.
A cool feeling reverberated within his body, and a sense of wonder surged in Gu Yuan's heart.
The world before him remained unchanged, yet in Gu Yuan's eyes, everything seemed clearer.
An inexplicable, profound sense of enlightenment seemed to fill his mind.
Gu Yuan closed his eyes for introspection, feeling that the Dharma Seal he had forged before was too crude, the Dao Patterns not smoothly delineated. If he were to try again, he could succeed instantly even without the Shadow Wall Stone.
