"Is this the might of the Primeval Body?"
This was Hua Yunfei's first time fighting someone with this kind of physique. Such physiques had been almost unheard of since the Primordial Era.
Even in the Primordial Era itself, only a handful of people possessed one, and every last one of them was a monstrous powerhouse.
People said that once a cultivator's strength reached a certain level, their physique would lose its former might. But that wasn't true. Different physiques represented different limits. A physique was a kind of Dao—and a part of one's own strength.
Take the Primeval Body, for example. Its limit was boundless. No matter how high one's cultivation became, there was always more to comprehend from it. That was the terrifying potential of the Primeval Body, a potential no other physique could match.
"That's all it takes to surprise you? What I just did was one of the most ordinary techniques of the Primeval Body." Seeing Hua Yunfei's astonished expression, An Ning smiled smugly.
That expression on Hua Yunfei's face was the best recognition of her strength!
She struck again, unleashing a special fist seal that seemed to carry an entire era with it as it came crashing down. "Era Fist Seal!"
This strike also contained Space-Time Power. Hua Yunfei saw no fist seal—instead, he saw an entire era, like a great ship hurtling toward him. The sight was terrifying.
"Boom!" Hua Yunfei swung his fist and shattered it.
"The Era Fist Seal is a technique exclusive to the Primeval Body. It gathers the power and Great Daos of eras one has visited into a fist seal, then delivers a fatal blow."
An Ning said, "You can withstand a fist seal from one era. But what about two eras, three eras... or ten?"
As she spoke, An