Yuan's command of myriad phenomena was not merely an eruption of her own power—it also drew upon the primal force of the planet beneath her feet, unleashing this astonishing blow.
In a sense, before she had split off her dark body, she had been even more powerful.
Even her potential for growth had surpassed what it was now.
Her only limitation was that she would forever be affected by the apocalypse factor, her sense of self continuously twisted.
Had she never experienced the freedom she had now, she would not have thought there was anything wrong with her twisted self. Everything would simply have been as it should be.
But after witnessing the beauty of "light," being made to sink back into darkness was something she could not bear.
Still, there was no questioning the strength of a planet's primal force. Combined with her own power, its instantaneous energy peak had reached at least twenty-five points.
One point represented the total energy released in an instant by a standard sun.
Ascension was ascension. Even half a step made all the difference.
And energy like primal force was also remarkably mystical.
In fact, ever since descending into this world, Zhao Cheng had been studying this wondrous power.
Whether by coincidence or not, its existence bore some resemblance to the energy seeds he had envisioned.
If it was a coincidence, then it was simply that ten thousand paths led to the same destination. But if it was not, then the possibilities were many...
Unlike numinous essence, which arose from the projection of high-dimensional power into lower dimensions, numinous essence was innately powerful. Thus, once one practiced qi, one possessed great might and transcended the mundane.
Primal force was different. At the beginning, it was very weak. Even if one sensed it and