Inside the Confinement Room, He An slowly exhaled.
His breath formed a straight line, like a length of white silk, lingering without dispersing.
He threw a punch, his true qi sweeping up the air and crashing into the stone wall. A tremendous, muffled boom echoed through the chamber.
Dust and tiny grains of gravel pattered down, leaving small pits in the stone wall.
He An's gaze was cold as he glanced at the red sheet on the stone table. It was Li Bie's Challenge Letter.
I haven't even gotten out yet, and someone already can't wait to make trouble.
Fine. I'll use him to test the results of my recent training.
He An narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the tiny pits in the stone wall.
The injuries on his back had healed completely.
Over the past two months and more, he had endured the pain to refine untold amounts of pure Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy. The meridians within his body had been widened and opened, becoming unlike those of ordinary people.
Although the chill in the stone chamber could impede the circulation of true qi, his true qi now circulated just as quickly as it did in the outside world.
He continually exhausted the abundant true qi surging within his dan foundation by using the Spirit-Shocking Finger. In the process, he had faintly grasped the secret to its second move, the Immortal-Slaying Finger. Perhaps all he needed was a single opportunity to unleash it.
Between one breath and the next, the depleted true qi in his dan foundation filled up again.
Once he left the Confinement Room, how terrifying would such an overpowering circulation speed be in the outside world?
Looking again at the Challenge Letter on the stone table, He An felt a spark of heat stir