The Yin energy gathered above the cold lake. At the center of it, Lin Yun sat cross-legged, hovering in midair. There was an Iris Flower behind him, blooming and devouring the surrounding Yin energy.

Lin Yun could feel the Yin energy pouring into his body, coursing through his veins and gathering at the Iris Flower in his Dantian.

He did not convert the Yin energy and just blindly devoured it. Every mouthful of Yin energy he devoured was equivalent to half a month of cultivation ...