The gentle, sickly beauty is a cold and aloof general.

Jun Ming controlled the one-tenth of his restored mental power and sent it all through the opening in the mental sea opened by Atal.

This time, Atal did not resist, and the process went smoothly.

Once the energy had solidified, Jun Ming concentrated his mind, transforming his spiritual power into a long whip, which he then lashed out at the clouds.

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared within Atar's mental sea, as a fierce wind swept in, carrying broken pine branches and biting icy rain.

Atar's mental power trembled slightly in fright, but was completely enveloped by Jun Ming's mental power and suffered no harm.

The whip lashed out at the clouds, severing part of their connection, but the clouds remained thick and gloomy, pressing down on people until they could hardly breathe.

After cracking the whip a few times, Junming realized that this wouldn't solve anything; it would only turn the clouds from large, continuous blocks into small, "field-like" patches.

Before long, they will be reunited.

After thinking for a moment, Jun Xiang recalled a battle against zombies on Earth, where a lightning-type ability user silently threw several concentrated electric orbs at the zombies' feet. After the zombies surrounded them, he activated the electric orbs to explode.

The thing erupted at the center of the zombie horde, penetrating directly into the enemy ranks with tremendous destructive power.

Perhaps this is a good method that we can learn from.

Jun Ming continuously compressed his spiritual power, and the towering whip was eventually compressed into several small balls.

Seeing that the long whip had disappeared and turned into several small balls, the clouds relaxed their vigilance, thinking that Jun Ming had given up his idea of ​​attacking the clouds.

With lightning speed, Jun Ming stuffed those condensed spiritual energies into the clouds, controlling them to fly to different locations.

The cloud noticed, but didn't take it seriously. It was just a few small balls of spiritual energy. It wasn't even afraid of the long whip, so why would it care about these few small balls?

The raging storm continued to rage within the mental sea, vowing to tear apart Jun Ming's mental energy membrane and uproot all the little daisies.

Just as Junming's clone was protecting the daisies, the various small balls had already reached their suitable positions.

Outside the sea of ​​consciousness, Jun Ming tightened his grip on Atal's wrist, signaling Atal to hold on a little longer.

After calming Atar down, he then began to activate all the concentrated mental energy spheres to explode.

"boom--"

A deafening roar erupted, causing the entire mental sea to boil and the earth to tremble. Even Atar himself, outside the mental sea, trembled under the shock.

The exploded sphere of spiritual energy transformed into thousands upon thousands of beads, which, under the immense impact of the explosion, flew into the clouds.

The once tightly packed, thick cloud layer could not resist the violent fluctuations occurring within it and began to dissipate and disintegrate from the inside out.

The immense energy generated by the impact caused the thick, connected cloud layer to gradually and directly shatter.

The clouds, shattered into fragments, contained moisture that turned into heavy rain and fell in full.

The rain lasted quite a while; Junming's legs, which were numb from sitting, told him that at least two hours had passed.

The torrential rain gradually stopped.

The clouds completely dispersed, leaving only some harmless clumps of white clouds, which changed shape in the sky one after another.

The long-awaited sunlight pierced through the clouds, sprinkling the rain-soaked earth and shining on the broken branches of the cedar trees that were not submerged high up.

The azure sky was dotted with fluffy clouds, as white and flawless as cotton candy.

The sunlight wasn't glaring; on the contrary, for Atal's current mental state, it was as precious as water for a desert dweller.

The floodwaters still existed, but without the biting cold wind, the water was like a calm lake, without any ripples or danger.

Apart from the flood that has not yet receded, there are no other disasters in Atal's spiritual sea.

The accumulated floodwaters need time to be absorbed by the earth. Once the sun comes out, everything will be alright.

The clouds dispersed, and the rain gradually lessened until the sky cleared. Throughout this process, Jun Ming never left Atar's spiritual sea, silently protecting the little daisies from the flood.

When the clouds dispersed, Jun Ming clearly felt the tremor of Atar's mental energy during their contact, a mixture of fear, excitement, and anticipation.

This place has been ravaged by storms for far too long, so long that people have forgotten what it feels like to be bathed in sunlight.

After the sun came out, Junming did not rush to retreat, but instead pulled Atar's spiritual power to dance together on the water.

Atal's spiritual power had only spurted out a small wisp, appearing so insignificant under Jun Ming's powerful whip.

Later, more and more spiritual energy emerged from the clouds, from the broken branches of the cedar trees, and from the sunlight, all intertwining with Jun Ming's spiritual energy.

They blended together perfectly.

Both spiritual forces were strongly trying to embrace the other, so they kept entangled, seemingly fighting, but also seemingly just taking this opportunity to increase their chances of contact with each other.

If the physical contact with the male insect's skin brings physical pleasure, then the exchange of spiritual energy brings a tremor to the soul.

It's as if every gloomy, shameful thought deep in one's heart is seen through without exception, and as if every unspoken word is understood through contact.

The intertwined spiritual energy stirred up ripples on the water's surface, expanding outwards in concentric circles, only to be interrupted by waves from elsewhere, ultimately creating small splashes.

During his intimate contact with Atar's mental energy, Jun Ming felt a continuous flow of support, and his mental energy surged wildly at an incredible speed.

In order not to arouse Atal's suspicion, Jun Ming absorbed the surging spiritual power and merged it with himself while controlling his own spiritual power to withdraw from Atal's spiritual sea.

Jun Ming felt very satisfied as his spiritual energy was continuously filled, and he tilted his head back comfortably.

Only when he felt the sweaty touch of Atar's wrist in his hand did Jun Ming release Atar's mental energy, which had become somewhat limp from being caressed. Then, reluctantly, he slowly controlled his mental energy to withdraw from Atar's mental sea.

Jun Ming had previously recovered one-tenth of his mental strength, and now he has truly recovered more than half.

The feeling of being full of spiritual energy made Junming feel very safe.

This feeling is something that even the crystal cores of high-level zombies cannot achieve.

Absorbing the crystal core can indeed restore his mental strength, but the crystal core does not only restore mental strength, it also brings some of the sensations that a zombie experiences after growing a crystal core.

Each time Jun Ming absorbed a crystal core, he was forced to relive that unpleasant feeling of the virus controlling his entire body through his blood until his brain was overwhelmed.

It feels like someone spat on your foot; it's sticky and you can't shake it off.