"Voom."
As circular arrays began appearing one after another around his wrist like magic formations, the Spiritual Power within Su Ming also began to boil.
This was a phenomenon caused by a circulation speed far beyond anything before.
In the past, to conceal his strength, Su Ming had barely allowed the Spiritual Power in his body to circulate. Even when he did, he only mobilized it slowly, and only a tiny portion of it.
If he circulated his Spiritual Power at full speed, then even the dullest Underground Professional would probably be able to sense the enormous Spiritual Power emanating from him and recognize his strength.
For that reason, Su Ming had almost never summoned his Spiritual Power at full strength.
Especially now, after opening 147 packages and experiencing a tremendous increase in Spiritual Power, Su Ming had yet to experience what it felt like to circulate it with all his might.
But at this very moment, Su Ming finally ignited the flame of Spiritual Power within him, causing the Spiritual Power that had always been as stagnant as dead water to begin circulating madly.
As a result, his blood began to flow faster.
As a result, his heartbeat began to quicken.
His internal organs grew hot, while the cells throughout his body gradually became excited, as though they were shouting.
Amazing Spiritual Power raced through Su Ming's body, surging like furious waves.
At that very instant, Su Ming finally moved.
"Thirty-Seventh Form: Sickle Arc Slash."
When that light, casual voice entered everyone's ears, a cold, sickle-shaped arc of light suddenly appeared in the empty air.
It was like a slash, gleaming coldly beneath the moonlit sky.
It was like a crescent moon, blooming with silver light in the air.
The enormous arc of light, dozens of meters long, shot