The Vast Mountain Range

A month and a half passed.

In the deepest part of Yunbo Lake, Fang Yuan's Yin spirit trembled as he devoured the last strand of Gangsha. Immediately, his entire Yin spirit radiated a dazzling light.

After a while, the radiance converged, and Fang Yuan reached out to inspect his Yin spirit. He saw that it was no longer the hazy appearance from before. At this moment, his Yin spirit had transformed into the Yang spirit, looking no different from his physical body.

Fang Yuan reached out without relying on magical power, stirring the lake water directly.

"After achieving the Yang spirit, it can touch objects, and outwardly, it looks no different from an ordinary person."

"And more importantly..."

Fang Yuan's thoughts flashed, and his entire Yang spirit flew out from the water, soaring into the sky.

"After achieving the Yang spirit, cultivators can expose their Yang spirit to sunlight without relying on magical power, remaining unscathed."