The moment Xu Feng saw that face, everything seemed to brighten. Every uncertainty he had about his craft fell away.
It came down to four words.
So that's how it works.
The question that had long troubled Xu Feng—what his Corpse Stitching would look like if it advanced to Flawless Perfection—finally opened up before him when he saw it.
In an instant, insight flashed through his mind.
He finally understood why he had been told that a Corpse-Liberation Immortal could teach him how to take his Corpse Stitching further, and why he had come to learn the craft in the Corpse-Liberation Immortal's Lunar Form Refinement palace. The difference between Furnace Mastery and Flawless Perfection lay in something almost impossible to put into words.
Now Xu Feng had caught hold of it.
Those Immortals—or rather, the Immortals of the Pre-Qin Era through the Han dynasty—might grasp the sun and moon and seem scarcely human, but they were embodiments of a certain spirit, attempts to give form to underlying principles. On a painting, though, that spirit remained somewhat abstract.
Seeing it here was different.
Xu Feng understood at last. He had found the path, and in that instant, the [Corpse Stitching (Furnace Mastery)] that had held him back for so long...
Naturally became [Corpse Stitching (Flawless Perfection)].
He did not even need to test it with his own hands.
He had already mastered everything else. All he had lacked was this one chance encounter. With the shackles torn away, the truth stood before him.
Though he had gained this insight, Xu Feng had no time to bow to the corpse of the failed Corpse-Liberation Immortal.
He rushed over, stripped off his Ritual Robe, and used it as a Shroud, wrapping the corpse up in one hurried sweep.
He could not leave it