Seven-colored Pills
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Charming sunlight and deep starlights fell from the sky at the same time, and a cool breeze blew gently.
It was so quiet that it was somewhat charming. It was a leisurely scene.
The distance of the last step was like a natural moat in front of Ou Yangming as if a sea of fog or the whole world was between them.
"No, it's still not right..." Ou Yangming kept deducing in his spiritual world but no matter which direction he went, it was a dead-end. It seemed that once he took the last step, his soul would be shattered, and his body would be disintegrated. This feeling was so strong and real.
Ou Yangming's foot was suspended in the air as he could not put it down for a long time.
"What should I do? What should I do?" Ou Yangming was extremely anxious.
The golden mental power had already been mobilized to the extreme. With the heavenly stems and earthly branches as its foundation, it quickly grew.