As Old Jia drove, the hairs all over his body suddenly stood on end. The scare made him shudder, yet he had no idea why he felt such a strange sensation. It was somewhat like the Sixth sense he got when an enemy sniper had him in their sights, yet there was none of that killing intent that put his life on the line. He merely felt a fear born from the instinct of life itself, like the natural trembling of a lower creature before an apex predator.
Ling Xingjian was far more perceptive.
Holy light lit up in her eyes as she stared in astonishment at the mysterious transformations roiling and rising within the medical pod.
She could tell that some wondrous providence she had never encountered, and did not quite understand, was brewing within Shi Tiexin. This providence borrowed nothing from external things and sought nothing from others. It was not the invasive transformation of outside energy, nor could it be lured and twisted by alien life.
It originated entirely from himself—from the primordial flame of life, from humanity's driving force to pursue evolution, breakthroughs, and exploration.
"Is this... his Kung Fu?" Ling Xingjian's eyes were filled with shock as she murmured, "He wasn't lying. He really wasn't lying. All of this truly is power he cultivated through martial arts!"
"So it isn't only Void Spirits. Humans can wield such tremendous power too!"
"He is the most precious spark of fire, every bit as important as Void Spirit intelligence!"
Though Ling Xingjian herself wielded the power of holy light, she knew full well that it could not be spread easily, and that her experience was difficult to replicate. Only under extraordinarily special circumstances—by directly facing that monument in the depths of the void and passing the questioning of