Wordless Heavenly Jade, Jiang Chen thought, triggering it without hesitation. At the same time, he went over everything from the Deadly Void Prison Secret Art inside his Sea of Consciousness.
A rush of qi and blood surged into the jade, and in the next instant, it churned that raw power into something deep and mysterious—something that flowed straight into both his body and soul.
His body jolted. For a split second, his eyes darted between confusion and sudden clarity.
That strange energy poured into him, flooding every cell like it had always belonged there.
Before he even realized it, he understood the Deadly Void Prison Secret Art inside and out. His body moved like it had known these techniques for years—almost like muscle memory.
Right now, Jiang Chen had only scratched the surface of the Dao of Space—but even that gave him a clearer sense of its deeper, more complex layers.
