With Skill Spiritualization, Lin Zhichen realized that his previous understanding of Lightsaber techniques had been completely wrong.
After advancing to Grandmaster-level, Lightsaber techniques had undergone a whole new transformation. The Lightsaber, once condensed through Nuclear Fusion, had become a true Lightsaber imbued with Psionics.
Psionics mixed into the high-temperature plasma beam, and the resulting Lightsaber's power was far beyond what a simple beam of intense heat could match.
That wasn't all. Thanks to this ability to imbue the blade, he had noticed new directions in which Lightsaber techniques could develop. Why did only high-temperature plasma techniques qualify as the core of a Lightsaber? What about absolute zero? The power of extreme cold could just as easily condense into a beam capable of destroying everything!
At the thought, he dispersed the plasma beam in his hand. His Psionics shifted with his will, transforming into extreme cold. The motion between molecules slowed, tending ever closer to a standstill. Within his Psionic field, a chill approaching absolute zero took shape. This was a brand-new Lightsaber, shining with a cold blue glow and possessing the terrifying power to freeze matter—even time.
Ten blazing Lightsabers pointed at Lin Zhichen, while he examined the blue Lightsaber in his hand, its blade like ice-glass, as if it were a rare treasure.
"Zero Degree Frost Sword!" one Armored Warrior managed to say with difficulty. Only then did the other nine Psionic Warriors recover from their shock, but they didn't attack right away.
Skill Spiritualization had ended, and the power of the Psionic Realm had long since faded. The surging Psionics had settled down again, yet the assassins stood like frozen ice statues.
"My God, that Lightsaber is blue!"
"Is changing a laser's color that special?"
"Idiot! Psionic Warriors' Lightsabers are all formed by containing high-temperature plasma. They can