Thread by thread, the inexplicable strength that surged into Chen Hai's body continued without end.
He calmed his mind and carefully observed for nearly six hours; the influx of this unknown power never halted for a moment.
With a furrowed brow, Chen Hai pondered for a good while.
He divided a wisp of his spirit into thousands of strands, letting them wander through the area where the unknown power emerged from the void.
The continuous flow of this power made it relatively easy for him to trace its origin.
The divided wisp of spirit followed the source of the power against its current.
A moment of haziness ensued, as if piercing through the void, and he caught a faint vision of a bright cave mansion.
Inside the mansion, a young man sat cross-legged, engrossed in closed-door cultivation.
