The new Divine Ability was actually still Flying Sand and Rolling Stones!
Su Changsheng was utterly dumbfounded.
Could every rock-based Demon Art ultimately lead to Flying Sand and Rolling Stones? Had this advancement amounted to nothing?
"No, something else is changing!"
Su Changsheng's expression shifted in surprise.
As creation continued pouring down through the void, faint signs of fractures appeared in the surrounding space. Streams of flying sand materialized from nowhere, taking on all manner of peculiar forms. Even their substance gleamed like metal, countless times stronger than the flying sand before.
At the same time, blasts of storm power far swifter than before erupted. There were scarlet storms, gang winds, and even eerie whirlwinds of red hair. With this peculiar wind power as a foothold, he could even stir the Gang Wind and Blood Rain in the void and make some use of it.
Incredible!
That had been utterly impossible before.
"Has the Divine Ability evolved?"
Su Changsheng hurriedly examined himself. In his Sea of Consciousness, the two Flying Sand and Rolling Stones Divine Ability marks shone with mysterious radiance under the impetus of creation power, gradually merging into one.
No, they were not merging into one.
Rather, they were bonding together, absorbing from one another, exchanging what each lacked, and making up their own deficiencies.
Countless patterns of rules were dismantled, while others sprang into being.
It was like the miracle of a life being born: yin and yang merging, hardness and softness working together. The process was almost beyond words, a scene of creation rare even throughout the Wilds. He was immersed in it, unable to pull himself free.
Gradually, the two marks seemed to complete their transformation. First, they became a mass of white light, then split in two. Soon, however, each separated off a portion,