September 20th.
All three layers of defensive and concealing Arrays were fully activated in Shen Hao's bedroom. He sat cross-legged on the Puduan, fierce air currents raging around him, as if a whirlwind had erupted out of nowhere with him at its core. The howling wind inside the room was painfully sharp to the ears, every piece of furniture pushed against the walls by the gale, leaving the room in utter chaos.
If there were others present, they would have cried out in shock, "True Qi Outer Volume!"
This was the sign that the True Qi inside the body had reached its absolute limit. At the same time, the intense compression of the meridians had tugged at the external pull of "Qi Connects Heaven and Earth," finally resulting in this strange phenomenon—freakishly like a violent whirlwind.
