At that instant, a terrifying pressure flashed through the cave and vanished.
Even Little Black, who had always thought highly of itself and never stopped chattering, broke precedent by shutting its mouth. It shrank back deep into its true form with obvious apprehension.
"Not bad. The little guy has finally grown into a spirited young man."
Su Yueli looked at the Martial Soul floating behind her, clad in dark black armor and radiating majesty. The corners of her lips lifted in satisfaction.
"This armor looks pretty solid. Taking him out as a bodyguard in the future would at least make for an impressive front."
Before she could carefully study the Martial Soul's newly evolved abilities, the power of its feedback arrived right on schedule.
"Rumble, rumble!"
A stream of pure flesh-and-blood essence transformed into a towering river through the contract between the Martial Soul and its host, pouring into Su Yueli's body.
The force was too immense. It washed through her body until every bone cracked and popped.
She closed her eyes and examined herself inwardly.
At that moment, the bottleneck that had trapped her at the peak of the Eleventh Realm of Pure Physical Martial Dao without the slightest movement for so long actually developed cracks beneath the impact of that terrifying feedback.
Dense, spiderweb-like fissures rapidly spread across the surface of that gate.
"Refreshing!"
Su Yueli opened her eyes and let out a long breath. A black glint flashed through her gaze and disappeared.
Feeling the power within her churning like an overturned sea, she clenched her fist. "At this rate, a few more high-grade ones should be enough for a breakthrough..."
Yet Su Yueli had no idea how much turmoil her five days of unrestrained, frenzied mowing through the outer region had stirred up outside.
At the