In an instant, the mountain wall stretching thirty zhang across was riddled with holes by Xu Yi's body as he shot into it.
Suddenly, he charged into the forest again. His arms seized a towering tree and yanked it out of the ground with ease. His arms and hands brimmed with boundless strength; with a casual strike, he effortlessly surpassed the Strength of nine oxen, far outstripping the full force of the Overlord Strength Art.
A moment later, he leaped into the air once more, shooting high above the ground as he released his perception.
Ten zhang, thirty zhang, a hundred zhang, a hundred and fifty zhang—he reached the limit of his perception only after a full two hundred zhang.
Compared to the twenty zhang he could reach when his soul had been damaged, it had expanded tenfold. Even before his soul was injured, his perception had only reached thirty zhang. Now, it had grown nearly seven times greater.
Even ordinary Mid Soul Sensing Stage experts, no matter how outstanding their talent, could barely reach a hundred zhang.
And even then, they were nowhere near Xu Yi's ability to perceive the tiniest details and detect the slightest irregularity.
With such powerful strength surging through him, the fatigue and frustration of the past several days vanished without a trace. He shot into the sky and gazed toward the clouds. A blazing sun rose from the sea of clouds, scattering countless golden rays and illuminating the world. His heart opened wide, and understanding stirred within him. Powerful strength did more than bring a sense of security; how exhilarating it was to break through barriers and cross the thresholds of life.
He felt an urgent yearning to cultivate as quickly as possible and once again transcend the limits of life.
After soaring through