In this world, there were always people unlike the rest, and things that defied the ordinary.
When someone tore through shackles beyond the twelfth, their strength could still rise nearly as fast as it had before. That was terrifying.
It meant greater strength now and even greater potential in the future. Such a person was a rising star.
Once they broke through every shackle in the human body and advanced to the Xiaoyao Realm, they could almost crush Evolutionaries who had advanced after breaking only twelve.
Unless those Evolutionaries had encountered a heaven-sent opportunity during their advancement and painted a peerless scroll in the Xiaoyao Realm.
Chu Feng was undergoing an astonishing transformation.
Well, perhaps it was not that astonishing. His only audience was Meng Chuan, after all.
As the Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid took effect, sounds rang out without end inside Chu Feng.
Shackles large and small were breaking open one after another, driving his body, energy, and spirit ever higher.
Before long, his overall strength had multiplied several times.
The vitality of Chu Feng's cells kept rising, and a violent transformation swept through him.
Meng Chuan knew from a few casual glances that this great evolution was assured. Nothing would go wrong.
The shackles beyond the twelfth varied in size. Some were so small they could be called minute.
One bottle of Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid opened a hundred meridians, linked the body's inner cycle, made the self whole as one, and tore through every shackle. It was only natural.
Five, ten, twenty...
The cracking went on and on. The sun moved from high overhead to the western horizon, and half a day passed.
Meng Chuan never left. At times he brewed tea; at times he read. He seemed oblivious to the passing hours.
It was only half