Shen Luo took a deep breath and slowly let it out. Looking at his fists, a hint of joy appeared on his face.
After a year of arduous cultivation, he had finally gained an initial grasp of the Pangu True Art, and the fusion of his Immortal-Demonic Dual Force had reached forty percent.
Wanting to test the Pangu True Art's power, he clenched one hand into a fist. A mass of black-and-white light surged over it as he struck forward with force.
With a muffled pop, the void ahead seemed to boil like water before rupturing into a spatial hole more than ten feet wide.
Shen Luo was both startled and delighted. He had only used sixty or seventy percent of his strength in that strike, yet he had easily shattered the void. The Pangu True Art was truly terrifying. No wonder the Xuanyuan Remnant Soul had claimed that this art was enough to contend with Chi You.
He reined in the immense power surging through his body and examined himself, another flicker of delight soon appearing on his face.
By a fortunate accident, his physical body had reached a state of returning to simplicity. His entire body was like uncut jade—clear and immaculate, without the slightest impurity. This was one of the necessary conditions for advancing to the Heavenly Venerable Realm. Once he truly entered the Heavenly Venerable Realm, like the Buddha and the Jade Emperor, he could cultivate a true form of all living beings.
His Magic Power had also advanced greatly, reaching Peak-Tier Taiyi.
Golden patterns surfaced in Shen Luo's pupils as the divine light within them withdrew. He swept his gaze around and discovered that the spiritual qi and demonic qi within the Well of Gods and Demons had diminished by less than one-third, far less