Imperial Capital.
Within the Immortal Pool.
Qin Wudao sat cross-legged with his eyes tightly shut, employing his Cultivation Technique to its extremes. He was swallowing and gnawing, frantically absorbing the surrounding celestial qi to form a gigantic vortex. Wisps of Emperor Dao laws wound about him. Above his head was boundless dragon qi, undulating, like countless worlds being born and dying in an endless cycle of reincarnation. Behind the dragon qi stood a 100,000-foot Heavenly Emperor phantasm, supremely unassailable, not constrained by the five elements, detached from life and death, ruling over all things in the world.
Break!
An hour later, Qin Wudao roared in his mind. A greater suction force erupted, causing his imperial robe to billow and his black hair to dance wildly.
THUMP THUMP.
