The Definition of a Genius

"Qingfeng, you... what happened... Why has your aura fallen so much!? And that vast, surging power just now... what exactly was that?"

Just as Baili Qingfeng was controlling the sharp sword forged from Crimson God Steel as though he had obtained a new toy, a voice rang out.

It was Baili Changkong.

Only after Baili Qingfeng's mind had been nearly drained by experimenting with the many profundities of Spirit Refinement Tenth Stage did he finally recover from the shock of Primordial God-Devil Ancestor Zu Si stepping out of myth and legend into the real world.

"This..."

Baili Qingfeng, who had been playing with the sword, froze.

He found it difficult to explain.

In fact, now that he thought about it, even he found the whole thing baffling.

Hadn't he wanted to cultivate True Qi? Hadn't he wanted to directly leap over Half-Step Supreme Strong, Quasi Supreme Strong, and Sub-Supreme Strong, and become a Supreme Strong?

How had his Spirit Refining realm somehow broken through to the Tenth Stage?

He had only raised his Spirit Refining realm to the Ninth Stage a month ago.

To charge from Spirit Refinement Ninth Stage to Spirit Refinement Tenth Stage in a month...

Even he found it strange.

Hadn't they said that the higher one went in Spirit Refining, the harder it became to cultivate?

Furthermore, his own vitality had also been depleted severely. He probably wouldn't be able to replenish it in three to five days.

Although he had never used Inner Power when fighting people, instead directly erupting with the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Art to assassinate them upon meeting...

His originally perfect Essence, Qi, and Spirit had been forcibly drained of one pillar. He simply felt unaccustomed to it.

"Looks like I'll have to rest properly for a while. My vitality has been