The bedroom light was turned off.
Only the faint light seeping through the curtains outlined the desk and the stacks of books.
Fang Cheng did not immediately rest. Instead, he sat crossed-legged on the bed, eyes slightly closed, and his consciousness gradually withdrew inward.
Just a moment ago, while casually chatting with his mother, he suddenly felt a mysterious stirring in his heart.
A kind of unusual spiritual resonance, clearly emerged.
The strength of this resonance was more pronounced and clear than any previous occurrence.
It seemed to be a portent of something.
Fang Cheng quickly calmed his mind and his consciousness sank into the depths of his mind where the magnificent spiritual palace resided.
The outline of the hall loomed in the dark, the dome above was profound and indescribable in its darkness.
A few giant pillars and arches that supported the massive structure cast large shadows.
