Inside the hemispherical white arena, Luo Jun sat on the ground, munching on a jianbing guazi as he watched the Escape Passage before him.
More than ten days had passed since Eileen and Taimu left. He had now endured seventy-one cycles, and the next one would be the last.
He had to admit that the space created by this Chaos Mission was sturdy enough. It could continuously self-repair, and there were plenty of monsters to practice on. With such a durable place to wreak havoc in, Luo Jun's control over his power had become increasingly refined.
Still, he had misjudged Saintly Power. When he wore the Golden Hoop before, he had set both the restrictions and reverse force to their maximum. He had needed to remain at nearly full strength just to move normally.
But during these past ten days, without the Golden Hoop, he had focused on suppression, ensuring that even without the hoop's restrictions, he could control himself well enough to deliver a certain amount of force without becoming too excessive.
Full power and suppression were two extremes. Adapting to them was more difficult than he had imagined.
During this process, he had even deliberately kept more monsters alive, hoping to use the curses to limit himself and assist his training. Yet after trying it several times, he discovered the curses' limitations.
First, there was an upper limit to curse severity. Curses such as Damage Deepening and extended Cooldown Time capped at 900%, meaning they could be increased tenfold. Curses such as slowing or strength reduction capped at 90%, reducing one to a tenth of the original value. No matter how many monsters remained, the final curse strength could only reach ten times.
Second, beyond the stated curse strength, there was also a hidden upper limit.
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