Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 322: Is the end?

Su Ming took a deep breath, circulated the Like Water Art, and condensed an extremely gentle ball of water spiritual energy at his fingertips. He probed into the bottle's opening, wrapping around and extracting a wisp of silver-gray powder.

Shasha, shasha.

The powder scattered like fine snow, accurately falling into the most crucial node grooves at the very center of the formation plate.

As the Void Stone Powder filled the grooves, the originally dull and lusterless patterns on the formation plate, like a dried-up riverbed suddenly nourished by rainwater, began to glow with an extremely faint grayish light.

"Rise!"

Su Ming shouted softly, his hands forming a seal. The spiritual energy within his body, like a trickling stream, slowly poured into the formation plate along the spiritual energy guiding channels.

Hmm—

An extremely faint, almost imperceptible tremor sounded within the stone hut.

The sensation was very strange, as if the originally flat space had been pressed by an invisible finger, creating a slight depression invisible to the naked eye.At the center of the formation plate, that small pinch of Void Stone Powder instantly burned out, transforming into a wisp of silver smoke that drilled into that "depression."

Crack.

A hair-thin black crack quietly split open three inches above the formation plate.

There was no earth-shattering spiritual energy vortex, nor any radiant, spectacular phenomenon.

The crack was like a sleepy eye, barely opening a slit, exuding an aura of lifelessness and icy coldness.

Immediately after, a wisp of dull gray mist slowly seeped out from the crack.

It really was just a single wisp.

the ash left

Su Ming was stunned.

'Source Substance' we worked so hard to attract? Why does it look different

at least the quantity was substantial and satisfying, and occasionally silver threads or even golden grains could be

this thing

good enough

emitting a suction force that swallowed

"Pah, tastes like dirt."

Yu started his outburst, "It's like soaking a moldy steamed bun that's

the gray mist was absorbed, the glow on the Xuantian ring brightened for just a moment before returning

on the formation plate completely extinguished, leaving only a pile of

is it? It's over?" Su Ming looked at that small pile of waste residue,

qian of Void Stone Powder, exchanged for just this one mouthful

"Let's analyze it."

voice still carried a tone of disdain, it was noticeably more vigorous than before, "This place is Iron Wall Pass. The underground spiritual veins have been drained day and night by that 'Big Dipper Seven Stars Demon Locking Grand Formation,' already dried up like an old woman's foot-binding cloth.

up at the roof, "Although we're inside, the moonlight tonight

of the mountain-protecting formation, meant to guard against demonic bird raids. This shell blocks stellar energy and moonlight essence completely. Without stellar energy to pull it, our 'Minor Void Spirit Attraction Formation' is just a

is this most basic 'Gray

Su Ming fell silent.

a blessed pocket dimension. All resources had been squeezed dry by the war machine. Where would

a mosquito's leg is

low quality and small quantity, its advantage lies in its purity. After absorbing it, I feel the stability of my Soul Body

Su Ming's eyes lit

two hours to three hours." Lin Yu paused, "Moreover, that feeling

Ming felt

long as that cheat-like "observation micro" vision remained, this one qian of Void Stone Powder was

'Golden Grains'..." Lin Yu sighed, "That kind of luxurious meal requires the right timing and favorable conditions. In this godforsaken Iron Wall Pass, unless you can find a spiritual vein node not covered