The world around him faded, replaced by the deep inner landscape of his cultivation.
Necro's consciousness sank, descending through the layers of his spirit sea, where a swirling vortex of spiritual energy resided, colors weaving through the darkness like veins of living light. The principles learned from the Azure Guardian—forceful, adaptable, shifting like water yet unyielding as mountain stone—unfurled within him.
He guided these principles along his meridians, refining and weaving them with the concepts he had already comprehended, feeling how they responded to the spiritual qi saturating the Sacred Azure Sect. The azure threads within him pulsed, resonating with the land, drawing in the surrounding energy like a gentle tide.
Time passed, unmeasured, as Necro refined the resonance further, forming new patterns within his spirit sea—adaptive formations that could shift between offense and defense, calm cultivation and fierce combat, as effortlessly as breathing.
