The silver mist grew denser and denser, the colors flowing across it becoming ever more brilliant. The light was not dazzling, yet it could pierce matter and resonate with the spirit.
His soul seemed to be soaking in water, fermenting. The special substances absorbed into his body grew increasingly active, linking with the silver mist of this world and emitting an even more astonishing radiance as they nourished his divine soul.
That sensation was difficult to describe.
It was as though he were inside a mother's womb, the blue substance serving as an umbilical cord as his soul underwent gestation once more.
Li Su could not help drawing in a breath. This startling change had undoubtedly exceeded his expectations. At the very least, the changes brought by this rainy season were astonishing. Even with his unusual soul, he could feel himself improving.
He needed more!
He needed to kill more creatures of Mountains and Seas and seize more blue substance.
The fortune contained within this wondrous land was greater than he had imagined. If he could obtain enough special substance, then even his uniquely special soul could undergo tremendous improvement—perhaps even mutate to a certain extent and gain some extraordinary ability.
Li Su's soul was indeed special due to the influence of Soul Supreme.
But in the end, those extraordinary traits did not belong to this world and were being heavily suppressed.
If he could nurture something special native to this world, that too would be a blessing for him.
With that thought, Li Su set into motion once more.
After all, although the rainy season's mutation was astonishing, it was still incapable of threatening him.
Li Su's foundation had already risen. He was no longer as he had been during his time in Heavenly Moon Grotto—seemingly powerful, yet with