Liu Feng had finally successfully absorbed his Second Soul Ring and advanced to level 23, becoming a Soul Grandmaster.
Joy and pride surged through his heart, making him eager to display his newfound ability.
He slowly raised his right hand, palm facing upward. With a solemn expression, he softly said, "Blue Silver Grass, come forth!"
In an instant, blue light flashed brilliantly from his palm, and the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul slowly appeared.
The Blue Silver Grass that emerged this time was completely different from before.
Thick roots dangled from his palm, swiftly spreading in all directions like agile pythons.
Every single stem was extraordinarily thick, as broad as an adult's arm.
They twisted and crawled across the ground. Wherever they passed, the earth rose slightly, as though pushed upward by an invisible force, displaying powerful life force.
Upon closer inspection, the stems were covered in delicate patterns like ancient runes, carved with the traces of time.
As fingertips lightly brushed across them, their distinctive uneven texture could be felt, giving off a mysterious aura.
The stalks of the Blue Silver Grass had also become as thick and resilient as the Giant Python Vine's vines they had encountered before.
They were no longer as slender and fragile as they once had been. Now, the stalks were as sturdy as giant pythons. One glance was enough to sense the powerful elasticity and toughness within them, as though they were stubbornly resisting all external pressure.
At the point where the stalks connected with the roots, tiny spikes had grown.
Under the sunlight, those spikes glimmered with an icy sheen. The moment one reached out to touch them, one could clearly feel their sharp sting.
They were like the Blue Silver Grass's guards, displaying its majesty to the world and warning all