Four Hundred Million Hate Points

Smack! Smack!

Xia Ping rose to his feet. With the slightest movement, his muscles twitched and flexed, and a series of explosive sounds immediately burst through the air, displaying his formidable strength.

"What incredible strength."

He clenched his fist, a glint flashing in his eyes.

After advancing to the fifth heaven of the Grandmaster Realm, both his Pure Yang Indestructible Art and Star-Drawing Technique had improved tremendously. They had tempered his body and pushed it through another stage of evolution.

Vaguely, every inch of his muscles seemed to have gained a faint blue glow, as though stars had taken up residence inside his body.

From time to time, beams of starlight fell from the sky, as if he were drawing on countless stars.

This was a sign that the Star-Drawing Technique had begun to show some results. If he reached the Great Accomplishment stage, every breath he took would release a sky full of starlight, creating an astonishing spectacle.

"My mental strength has increased too."

Xia Ping closed his eyes. He could feel that his soul had grown stronger as well. He had spent ten days and ten nights in the virtual network and fought the Saint Phantom, nearly exhausting most of his mental strength. His soul had been left extremely weak.

But after advancing to the fifth heaven of the Grandmaster Realm, all his fatigue had vanished. He felt refreshed and more energetic than ever.

Simply standing there, he felt as though he could control everything. His mental strength was so powerful that he could clearly sense every speck of dust floating in the air. He had achieved perfect control over every bit of strength in his body.

"Hm? The astral energy in my body has changed a little too."

Xia Ping's heart stirred. After comprehending the Spiral Force,