Seeing Wei Wuyin take action without expressing his opinion, the Sages couldn't relax, the only exception was Pakhet, whose eyes radiated a competitive spirit and unyielding force. Her Heart of Cultivation was undaunted by her precious loss or near-death experience. In fact, it had grown firmer and her pursuit for resources and fortune grew. How could she possibly give up?
Using the principles of the Alchemic Dao—Containment and Refinement—Wei Wuyin began to gather the lingering strands of remnant chaotic energy within the surroundings. As the seven-colored light swept across the Dark Void, droplets of silvery liquid formed that contained soul-ensnaring chaos that brought a sensation of discomfort to look at. They formed rapidly, each the size of a single raindrop, and incredibly numerous.