"Mid Second Ring!"
Inside the Meditation Room, Ian took a deep breath.
He closed his eyes.
He felt the changes within himself.
First came his mental power.
Sixty Mental Power Anchors emitted intense mental power fluctuations, like stars scattered across the Milky Way.
"At the Early First Ring stage, I went from thirty-six to forty-eight, an increase of twelve. Yet with just one advancement, it has increased by another twelve."
Ian grinned.
Do not underestimate those forty-eight.
From what he understood, those with intermediate or even low-grade Transcendent Physiques might only possess this much mental power at the Late Second Ring.
Even those with high-grade Transcendent Physiques would need to at least reach the completion of the Mid Second Ring. Some weaker ones would need to reach the Late Second Ring.
This was the terror of a top-tier physique.
Only a sufficiently exceptional physique could withstand the pressure brought by immense mental power.
Otherwise, if one's physique could not keep up and one rashly bore such vast mental power, one would only be torn apart by the mental power field in an instant.
The two had always complemented one another.
"And after reaching the Mid Second Ring, as my mental power grows stronger, the mental power field becomes even more terrifying."
Ian sensed the mental power field spread around the outside of his body.
He could even sense prying gazes, and because of his Mental Power Activation, he would instinctively counterattack.
"If it keeps getting stronger, could there come a day when a low-level Wizard merely looks at a high-level Wizard and suffers severe injuries—or even other irreversible damage?"
Ian felt that was entirely possible.
Of course, aside from the changes in his mental power.
The most important changes were those brought by his Transcendent Physique. At this moment, the