Whoosh!
The third-grade Nether Script was finally complete!
The bones within his soul grew ever more real, and his primordial spirit straightened up as well.
That feeling was difficult to describe.
Before this, his soul had been like a huge lump of flesh. But as the fourth-grade and third-grade Nether Scripts took up residence within it, that boneless lump of flesh truly stood up in the fullest sense. It had a core now, a support.
On the open ground, he threw a punch.
There was little commotion. Li Su had not used any power.
After all, his physical body was too powerful. Even though the Nine-Nine Profound Art had only reached the initial Taiyi stage, if he struck like that inside the city, he would probably have to pay until not even his underwear remained.
It was different.
Truly different.
Li Su's soul threw a punch as well, forming a corresponding attack.
One was physical; the other was spiritual.
It was utterly different from when there had only been flesh, blood, and skin. With the support of a skeleton, his power had truly risen to a new level.
He could feel mana gathering. He could feel a special energy forming within his soul—similar to vital energy and blood, yet completely different.
How should he describe that feeling?
It was like dual chanting: a single punch contained two utterly distinct kinds of power.
Of course, this had existed from the moment the Nether Script covered his skin.
But it had been too low-grade, too little.
Especially when he used Saint Supreme, he could not feel it at all.
But now it was different. With the support of a skeleton, that power seemed to have undergone a complete transformation, catching up to his physical body.
Second grade!
Only the second grade remained.