Zhang Yang was somewhat surprised as well. The one who had comprehended Soul Power was actually someone from his master's God Realm.
He looked at Xu Yang and asked, "Do you know what kind of power you cultivate?"
"The power of the Primordial Spirit!" Xu Yang answered with certainty.
In his view, he had been able to wield the power of "Soul Sense" while still in the Golden Core Realm. If that was not the power of the Primordial Spirit, then what was?
Zhang Yang smiled and asked, "So, you're in the Primordial Spirit Realm now?"
Xu Yang was somewhat bewildered.
He did not even have a Nascent Soul yet, but he had cultivated the power of the Primordial Spirit... What realm did that count as?
Looking at the confused Xu Yang, Zhang Yang asked again, "What do you think a Primordial Spirit actually is?"
"This..."
Xu Yang became even more confused. He had no idea what this senior was trying to say.
"Then what do you think is the difference between your power and a fist?" Zhang Yang continued.
"Of course there's a difference!" Xu Yang blurted out. "A fist is a crude thing..."
Zhang Yang took out a Spirit Stone and clenched it in his fist. The Spirit Stone crumbled into powder, leaving only a ball of spiritual energy in his hand.
Xu Yang, who had been speaking, saw this and was instantly dumbfounded. He could not say another word.
"Can you do that?" Zhang Yang smiled at Xu Yang. "Or can any other power you know of do it?"
Xu Yang fell silent.
At the same time, his heart was shaken beyond measure.
A Spirit Stone was so hard, yet it had been crushed barehanded... What kind of terrifying power was that?
Zhang Yang said seriously, "Once