"Interesting. Your Soul Power was already comparable to that of some alchemists capable of refining eighth-grade pills that summon Four-colored Pill Lightning, yet it seemed somewhat scattered, as though your Soul Power had suddenly surged some time ago. You could now wield it as easily as your own limbs, but it was difficult for you to bring out its full power." Interest appeared on Bai Zhong's aged face as he spoke curiously.
"That did happen." Gu He's expression turned solemn. He had not expected Bai Zhong to discern so much from a mere probing exchange between their souls. The alchemists of the Pill Tower truly had a profound understanding of souls.
Bai Zhong nodded. Seeing Gu He's expression, he did not press further. "Then we shall begin the second strike. Be careful."
As he spoke, Bai Zhong suddenly formed seals with both hands. Soul Power rapidly gathered within his palms, and as his hand seals continued to change, the Soul Power accumulated in his hands grew ever greater, its might steadily increasing as well.
Gu He's expression changed. His eyes remained fixed on Bai Zhong's hands, observing the sequence of his hand seals and the flow of his Soul Power.
Although some soul techniques from ancient times had been preserved, most were likely not of a high grade. Bai Zhong certainly would not use a high-grade soul technique in a mere assessment. With his soul at the Spiritual Realm, Gu He had a strong chance of learning a soul technique no higher than Earth Grade.
Under his perception, every detail of Bai Zhong's changing hand seals was soon reflected in Gu He's mind, as though Bai Zhong were deliberately demonstrating them before him. Gu He cast aside the thoughts that had suddenly emerged in his mind and focused wholeheartedly on