The crimson gold Faith Power poured down like a reversed Sky River, continuously, one after another, rushing into Jiang Hui's Sea of Consciousness.
Ripples appeared in the Sea of Consciousness, then transformed into turbulent waves, making his Sea of Consciousness seem like a blazing sea of fire.
Rounds of crimson gold suns rose in the Sea of Consciousness, showering layers of Golden Radiance, making this Sea of Consciousness splendid and dazzling.
This was a mutation that had never occurred before.
The Sea of Consciousness shimmered, with billions of strands of rosy light bursting forth from the boiling Sea of Consciousness, like countless golden threads, densely crisscrossing, like a spider web.
Afterwards, this sea of light seemed to have found a common vent — converging on the shrine and the stone jar.
The shrine did not change; it merely had a gentle brilliance rippling out from its surface, but the change in the stone jar was enormous.
