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Looking at the changes in the mark on the back of his hand, Chris suddenly hesitated, wondering whether he should continue drawing the Holy Seal of the Incarnation of Wind.

He made this attempt simply to see if there would be any strange changes if the holy seal pattern were drawn on the astral body, which symbolizes another aspect of the soul.

His intuition told him...

He was safe to complete this attempt in this mysterious space, regardless of the outcome.

The sense of security that this mysterious space gave him was something that other extraordinary individuals did not possess.

Since it has such a special advantage,

Then he would certainly make full use of it.

He can try things and methods that others dare not attempt in this mysterious space.

At that moment, he didn't sense anything was wrong.

The image of the holy seal, glowing faintly on the back of his hand, did not seem to be a warning to him.

Instead, it felt like a reminder.

Remind him that something is about to happen.

Moreover, this matter is not a bad thing for him.

After a moment's thought, a determined glint flashed in Chris's eyes.

He manipulated the yellow mist to complete the final stroke.

A holy seal pattern, no bigger than a fingernail and the embodiment of wind, took complete shape deep within the core of Kol.

Chris's attention was completely focused on the holy seal design he had completed.

One second, two seconds.

As time passed, this holy seal pattern did not disintegrate like the previous two.

"It's a success..."

Chris whispered.

But the thing he felt was going to happen didn't seem to happen.

The dark yellow Holy Seal of the Wind Avatar existed quietly within Cole's star core, without any unusual phenomena occurring.

"Eh?"

Chris did not notice any change in the Wind Avatar Seal pattern within Cole's body.

But he noticed that the light emanating from the Holy Seal of the Avatar of Wind on the back of his hand seemed to have brightened a little.

next moment.

He suddenly sensed that the dark yellow substance flowing within the lines of the Holy Seal, the true incarnation of wind, within his body, was surging.

A slight throbbing pain came from deep within Chris's mind.

But the throbbing pain only lasted for a few seconds.

The dark yellow substance churning within the holy seal gradually subsided.

A glint of light flashed in Chris's eyes.

He sensed that his spirituality had actually increased again.

At the same time, he suddenly gained some new insights into the ability to manipulate airflow.

He extended his index finger, and a third of the yellow mist on it slowly swirled around his fingertip.

With a thought from Chris, the yellow mist suddenly accelerated its rotation.

At the same time, a gentle breeze began to blow, centered on his fingers.

He felt the rhythm of the wind.

His gaze immediately sharpened.

The yellow mist at his fingertips spun faster again, forming a flowing substance in the shape of a dark yellow ring.

The wind around him grew stronger, making his clothes rustle loudly.

He could feel a slight stinging sensation coming from the hand that was close to the rapidly spinning yellow mist.

The wind speed near this yellow fog is much faster than the wind blowing around Chris.

The degradation was just too severe.

The wind speed drops significantly as you move a little further away.

However, this attempt had very little impact on his spirituality.

Using this yellow mist as a medium to manipulate airflow is much less spiritually efficient than relying on extending one's own spirituality to transform into spiritual threads.

Although at present, this method of manipulating airflow does not seem to have any particularly good use.

But he has only just embarked on this sacred path.

With continued practice and development of these skills, I believe that they will eventually become useful.

When the spiritual supply was stopped, the yellow mist in his hand quickly returned to its original state.

The air around them calmed down.

He looked at the yellow mist in his hand and thought, "If only I could bring this yellow mist into reality as well."

Thinking of this, he looked at the secret box behind him again.

Although the box is not large, it can easily hold one more wisp of this yellow mist.

That is, this yellow mist has no specific form. If he doesn't actively control it, it will automatically spread out and float around him.

When he communicates with the Star Key in his mind and leaves this space, he will inevitably be unable to control the yellow mist for a period of time.

He couldn't be sure whether the yellow mist inside the secret box would come out on its own.

However, he will definitely give it a try when he leaves later.

Chris stopped controlling the yellow mist and let it spread.

This detail was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye once the yellow mist dissipated.

Ignoring the yellow mist, his attention returned to the two astral entities below.

He first glanced at Cole.

Cole remained on edge.

However, his consciousness returned, and he noticed a new mark in his body that was different from the previous one.

He vaguely sensed that something had appeared in his mind.

But whenever he tried to find out what these things were, he felt a sense of fog.

It's as if there's an inescapable fog in your mind, enveloping all these things.

Benjamin, standing to the side, remained quiet and made no move for some reason.

Chris's gaze fell on Benjamin, lingering for a moment on the brightly lit Echo Wall Seal on the surface of his star core.

Then they focused their attention on the hexagonal imprints inside its body.

Having made the previous attempt, he began to observe more closely.

Although Chris didn't understand the principle, he was almost certain that if he also drew the holy seal pattern of the Incarnation of Wind inside Benjamin's body, he should also gain additional benefits.

Furthermore, it can also recover some of the yellow fog.

No matter how you look at it, this is a win-win situation.

So Chris also manipulated the yellow mist inside Benji's star core, beginning the same operation he was performing inside Cole's body.

Feeling the immense pressure emanating from the tower, and the sudden fluctuation of the power belonging to the one atop the tower within his body.

Benjamin knew that his divine revelation was about to arrive.

He was heartbroken, yet still clung to a sliver of hope.

All the knowledge he had gained about the Holy Path told him that it was impossible for the Holy Path to be compatible.

Forcibly imprinting two sacred seals on the soul will result in loss of control and madness, at which point even death may be a luxury.

But what if the being atop the tower truly possesses the ability to make the Holy Path compatible?

As Chris began to draw, Benjamin also entered a state where everything was blank.

A moment later.

Chris finished drawing.

A dark yellow, fingernail-sized holy seal of the incarnation of wind existed quietly deep within Benjamin's star core.

Chris pulled the remaining yellow mist back to his side and once again felt a momentary chill on the back of his hand.

The holy seal of the wind avatar within him also began to stir again.

Having learned from his previous experience, Chris remained calm.

As the throbbing pain in his head appeared and disappeared, his spirituality was enhanced once again, and his understanding of the ability to control airflow became more profound.

"It really worked..."

Benjamin, who had regained consciousness, carefully sensed the hazy mark within his body, feeling both shocked and puzzled.

Unlike Cole.

Benjamin knew perfectly well that the most important aspect of the path of the holy path practitioners was their understanding of the knowledge contained within the sacred seals.

However, the knowledge contained within the sacred seal is vast and dangerous.

Those who follow the sacred path must constantly refine their spirituality, practice the path they are on, deepen their understanding of the sacred path, and gradually draw inspiration from the sacred seals in order to enhance their mastery of the abilities bestowed by the sacred path.

Therefore, upon sensing the "holy seal" bestowed upon him by the being atop the tower, Benjamin instinctively and cautiously probed the aura contained within it.

A surge of unknown knowledge flooded into his mind.

He indeed gained a sacred path from this mark that he had never known before.

"The embodiment of wind..."

But aside from knowing the name of the Holy Spirit that this holy path pointed to, he did not gain any further information.

Not to mention the abilities granted by the Holy Path.

This is very unusual.

Normally, once the holy seal is inscribed, the basic knowledge recorded within it will directly appear in the mind of the holy path practitioner.

These fundamental concepts seem innate, requiring no practice to understand and master.

However, the "holy seal" that the being on the tower gave him after the Holy Revelation does not seem to have such an effect.

This made Benjamin suspect that what was currently inside him was probably not a real "holy seal".

This reminded Benjamin of another special way to become an extraordinary being—the pseudo-saintly path.