Old Shi followed behind Ke Meng, carefully reflecting on the battle they had just fought. Suddenly, he realized that Wang Bing really had given it to the right person. The Iceblood Needle was practically tailor-made for Ke Meng.
Unparalleled control over energy, combined with unprecedented physical durability, allowed him to use Localized Cooling without reservation despite its even more extreme side effects. This was Wang Bing's dream.
"So its side effect isn't a shortened lifespan after all." After discussing the Iceblood Needle's side effects with Ke Meng, Old Shi finally understood.
This formidable ability did not belong to humans. When humans used it, it only damaged their bodies, and the damage grew progressively worse. It was far beyond what life energy could repair-or rather, life energy could not recognize this hidden damage.
As luck would have it, Ke Meng's Resistance Force worked against everything, protecting him from this kind of injury.
"Those two monsters just now had very high energy levels too. They exceeded the limit of what I could withstand."
"But it's all right. Now that I know where the limit is, I won't do that again." Ke Meng was not someone who would recklessly overuse an ability despite knowing it harmed his body. Now that he knew the limits of his control, he simply had to stay below them.
Only when his Resistance Force grew stronger in the future would Ke Meng be able to use this ability without reservation.
They checked their way down to the entrance of the Sealing Pavilion on the lowest floor, but Ke Meng encountered no more Disciples of the Door. They were all dead.
Old Shi was mentally exhausted. This had been a long, torturous journey, taking almost an entire day and night.
During that time, the Barrier around the Investigation Building