Amid the blinding radiance, an unrivaled aura continued to rise.
Slowly clenching his fist, Lin An was somewhat astonished by the nearly berserk spiritual energy surging through his body.
For the first time, he discovered that he could not precisely control his own strength.
On the System panel, the numbers representing his four attributes skyrocketed, only stopping after reaching the 99-point threshold.
Although he had expected his strength to soar after absorbing emotion, Lin An had never imagined it would increase at such an absurd rate.
Without a doubt, he even felt that with a light punch, he could blast apart half the plaza without using any spiritual energy at all, unleashing a devastating attack through sheer physical body strength.
What kind of power is this?
Third Order Peak or Fourth Order!?
No, it should be Pseudo Fourth Order! Amid the flood of incomprehensible information, his instinctive consciousness seemed to answer him.
Still reeling from the shock, Lin An suddenly realized that he had vastly underestimated the terror of the Fourth Order. In his previous life, he had never seen a Fourth Order expert make a move. Every piece of information related to the Fourth Order was top secret, so he could only infer its power from the battles of the Six Kings.
But at this moment.
As he felt the seemingly invincible power within him, Lin An became somewhat intoxicated.
It seemed that with a single thought, he could crush the Third Order experts around him. If he wished, he could instantly burst past Mach 7, and kill large numbers of Awakeners with wind pressure alone.
This was a leap in the level of life.
Was it because the emotions he had absorbed came from a Third Order expert?
Recalling his previous experiments, Lin An was certain that the