"Soul Power was insufficient, so the power of Sword Qi into Threads was somewhat diminished.
But even a Soul King with a top-tier Martial Soul would have a hard time facing this move.
All right, put it away."
Li Han nodded in satisfaction.
Mei Ning clearly no longer had the strength to demonstrate the remaining second soul skill, Thousand Transformations, and fourth soul skill, Life Force Transfer.
However, those two soul skills were more support-oriented and did not have much to display in themselves.
Judging from how Mei Ning had just used the soul skills, she could probably wield around one-tenth of their power.
It might have been only one-tenth, but for Mei Ning, that was more than enough.
With this Copy Vermicelli Bun, she could practically become a real woman for three minutes—no, a three-minute strong attack Soul King.
And she would basically have no opponents.
Hearing Li Han say that, Mei Ning immediately put away the Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords and panted heavily.
"The consumption is too great. Brother Han, your soul skills are so powerful. My Soul Power simply can't sustain them."
Mei Ning sighed in amazement.
She gained a deeper understanding of Li Han's strength.
"My soul skills now all start at eighty thousand years. It's perfectly normal that you can't bear the consumption.
But for you, they are enough to catch your enemies off guard.
Once your strength improves, using my Copy Vermicelli Bun will only make you stronger."
"Mm! I felt it. That feeling of power was something I'd never possessed before."
Mei Ning nodded excitedly. Then, when the three minutes ran out, the power in her body ebbed away like the tide.
"Brother Han, could I have another two drops of blood to make Copy Vermicelli Buns and store them in the storage ring