Lu Ren looked up at the sky as Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy gathered wildly. He gave a contemptuous smile.
He knew that when a warrior of the Virtual God Realm condensed a godhead, they would stir the laws of heaven and earth and gather a Spiritual Cloud.
Qi Zique had probably condensed his godhead and was about to break through to the Heavenly God Realm.
Boom!
A figure with an extraordinary bearing suddenly flew out of the God Forging Pavilion and hovered high in the air.
Above him, the Spiritual Cloud was still gathering. It had yet to take its final shape.
Zhu Long, Mu Feiyin, Chen Wudi, and the sect elders stared fixedly at the sky. The Spiritual Cloud kept spreading beyond its initial five-mile span until it reached a diameter of ten miles.
A ten-mile diameter already meant Qi Zique had condensed an Absolute-grade Godhead.
"The Spiritual Cloud hasn't finished gathering. I'm afraid it'll grow beyond ten miles!"
Delight spread across Zhu Long's face.
He, too, had condensed an Absolute-grade Godhead back then, but the Spiritual Cloud he had drawn forth had spanned only ten miles.
Qi Zique's might reach twenty miles, or even more.
Anyone capable of condensing an Absolute-grade Godhead was a dragon or phoenix among men, with at least eighty bloodline meridians. A genius who surpassed even the usual bearers of an Absolute-grade Godhead in talent and potential was terrifying.
"It's already twenty miles across, and it's still growing! That's terrifying!"
"The larger the Spiritual Cloud, the stronger the divinity it contains. Once his sacred core becomes a divine infant, his divine power will be stronger too!"
"That's the terror of his bloodline. With ninety-one bloodline meridians, his potential was bound to be immense. Who knows how much divinity a Spiritual Cloud this vast