This was true flight, not some shortcut achieved through the power of Air Lock.
I never expected that the power of my will would become this strong without me even realizing it! Chen Shouyi thought to himself.
He weighed nearly two hundred kilograms. To lift his body, he needed at least that much force.
Although his speed was currently slow and utterly useless, its potential was undoubtedly far greater than using Air Lock to tread through the air. Perhaps it would not be long before he could move through the sky with the speed and agility of a demigod.
He looked at the curtain and crossbar he had torn down earlier from the ground, and his thoughts stirred.
A dense, rapid series of ripping sounds rang out.
The entire curtain instantly turned into a pile of scraps, each about the size of a palm.
He picked up one scrap from the ground, a thoughtful look on his face. Then his thoughts stirred again.
The scrap was instantly torn into even smaller pieces.
He picked one out and continued pulverizing it. This time, it became countless fibers invisible to ordinary eyes.
The smaller the target, the more thoroughly the power of my thoughts can act upon it? I want to pulverize it, but the target is too large and my strength falls short. Set a smaller target, though, and it becomes much easier.
For some reason, Chen Shouyi suddenly thought of divine power.
He knew nothing about divine power, but he knew clearly that it came from faith, and faith was the mental power of all living beings—something similar to his own willpower.
I wonder what the essential difference between the two is?
*Or are they actually the same kind of power—one coming from all living beings, and the other from