The Dead Source of Consciousness

In cultivation, a single realm had stages described as initiation, advancement, mastery, and perfection.

Stepping into the next cultivation realm required only reaching mastery in the current one, but reaching perfection meant attaining the limit of that realm.

No one knew how far that limit lay. Even Zhang Xuezhou had only a vague sense of it.

Huang had lived for many years and understood human strength extremely well. When using a higher level of control over a lower-level body, he could undoubtedly bring its physical strength to a level approaching perfection.

Reaching that level was difficult, even more troublesome than breaking through a realm.

The effect of perfection was not as formidable as one might imagine, generally allowing someone to fight barely one level above their own.

For example, someone of the Third Sequence could defeat someone of the Fourth Sequence, or someone of the Fifth Sequence could defeat someone of the Sixth Sequence.

Such cases were not particularly rare. After all, Dong Zhongshu, at the Divine Ability Realm, could defeat Prefect Wen Weng, who was at the Sole Self Realm.

Although the ability to fight above one's level became more valuable at higher levels, the greater a person's strength, the less useful Huang could be. He mostly put that ability to use at lower levels.

"Could he leave something up his sleeve in my body?"

The benefits Huang offered were obvious. Zhang Xuezhou and the others did not stand on ceremony and immediately wanted to see a demonstration of what he could do, lest they be caught fumbling when they actually needed his help.

The person chosen for the test was Zhang Manqian.

For one thing, Zhang Manqian needed Huang's help. For another, Huang's Divine Descent ability would almost always be used on Zhang Manqian, Wang Li, and the