Her chest was burning hot.
Jiang Yuechu lowered her head slightly, tugged open her collar, and glanced down.
The patterns coiling across her once-fair skin flickered in and out with every breath.
Each heartbeat seemed to be accompanied by a muffled rumble of thunder.
Thump, thump...
Jiang Yuechu slowly raised her right hand and loosely curled her five fingers.
She didn't summon the blazing sun in her Qi Sea, nor did she recite any magical arts.
She simply made a fist.
Sizzle—
A few fine threads of silver-violet lightning burst between her fingers.
Jiang Yuechu raised an eyebrow.
Interesting.
She didn't hesitate. She threw a punch at her side.
Boom—!!!
Before her fist even reached its target, the force of her punch had already burst forth like muffled thunder.
The arcs of lightning that had clung to the surface of her skin converged on her knuckles the instant she struck.
Silver-violet light blazed, enveloping her entire fist.
The stone walls trembled.
Where her fist landed, the impossibly hard black stone charred in an instant. Deep in the cracks, remnants of lightning still darted and crackled.
Jiang Yuechu drew back her hand and looked at the hole in the wall, then at her smoking fist.
A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes.
The lightning had attached itself directly to her body.
Every movement carried the force of thunder.
Every punch and kick bore the might of Heaven.
In plain terms... it was an enchantment.
Before, she had thought the Great Black Heaven Body-Forging Scripture was merely a technique for strengthening the body.
But now...
It seemed she had been too narrow-minded.
An ordinary demon soul would be one thing. At most, it would be a laborer adding bricks and tiles.
But if she filled the apertures with a treasure like this...