Benjamin's Heirloom Ring

Insipid Yin Qi

Balancing the pottery delicately on the palm of his hand, Benjamin shut his eyes.

Now, he endeavored to breach the barrier gate that hindered his mind's spiritual energy from delving into the spatial realm within the pottery.

Through Benjamin's spiritual sight, a colossal gate, one kilometer in width and three hundred meters in height, stood imposingly before him. As a brisk wind, laden with sand and whispers of emptiness, swept in from his right, Benjamin couldn't shake the sensation of insignificance in the face of this expansive and boundless spatial expanse within the pottery.

Squinting against the abrasive wind, Benjamin mumbled with an odd sense, "This gate is colossal. Even if I were to expend every ounce of qi energy in my body until my last breath, I doubt I could budge it an inch."

As Benjamin concluded his words, a sudden burst of brilliant light pierced through the dense clouds, casting a warm glow upon the young man. Benjamin gazed upward in curiosity, only to be stunned