Mobilizing Spiritual Qi

Those who wanted to watch the excitement were unable to unleash their sword-drawing techniques again in a short time. Only Zhou Rihui remained in the Sinkhole No. 2, and even Ren Anran only left his Yang Soul incarnation within it.

Stepping into the Sinkhole No. 2, Zhang Xuezhou felt his body expand like a sponge, absorbing the dense Spiritual Qi within.

As if weakened after breaking through a realm, his body continuously absorbed the Spiritual Qi from the sinkhole.

This is getting interesting!

Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his hands.

His current physical state is extremely terrifying, combining numerous evasion abilities and physical techniques into one, and his body can also manifest the Dharma Heaven state.

Although this state is similar to a 'fast and slow' state, which leads to its long duration, Zhang Xuezhou is not sure how long this state can last due to the limitations of the Unity of Celestial Person and Heaven" technique.

Zhang Xuezhou's attempt to guide the fusion of the human equations still relies somewhat on luck; he cannot simply unleash his full combat power and maintain peak physical condition with a mere thought.

But at this moment, with Spiritual Qi constantly flowing into his body, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the duration of his physical state was constantly being extended.

Like a rechargeable battery, Zhang Xuezhou felt his body constantly being filled.

The A6 lab boasts a top-tier experimental environment, but its modern technological features are somewhat lacking.

Only when a large amount of Spiritual Qi filled his body did Zhang Xuezhou feel that his body had become whole again.

"Zhouzi, it's getting windy here!"

As Zhou Rihui continued his sword training, he quickly sensed something amiss and discovered Zhang Xuezhou teetering on the edge of a twisted shape.

Rain has fallen into the Sinkhole No. 2, but there are very few waves in this area.

The massive influx of Spiritual Qi caused the wind and waves to surge and howl.

Zhou Rihui exclaimed in surprise, then looked at Zhang Xuezhou, whose body was showing a faint color.

Are you poisoned?

Thinking about how he had eaten grass until his whole body turned blue, Zhou Rihui felt that Zhang Xuezhou hadn't gained anything from running away for several days.

But as Zhou Rihui kept reciting it, the traces of the iridescent pigment on Zhang Xuezhou's body gradually faded, and his normal skin color gradually returned.

"I've only stepped into the Seventh Sequence and even trained my physical body a bit!"

Zhang Xuezhou took a deep breath before responding.

He stepped back into the Sinkhole No. 2 and did not sense the origin of the world, but Zhang Xuezhou found that the Spiritual Qi seemed to be somewhat at his command. Even if he was not standing next to the giant spiritual jade, the Spiritual Qi he received would adapt to his body's needs.

It's a rather strange feeling, like someone feeding you as soon as you open your mouth.

"You've also entered the Seventh Sequence?" Zhou Rihui exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, starting today, it will be much easier for me to come and go from here," Zhang Xuezhou said. "And I'm stronger now, so I can carry more supplies, and everything you need will be put in place quickly!"

"Now that you can increase your weight for a leap, can you tie me up and crawl out?" Zhou Rihui asked.

"That's a good idea. As long as you're not afraid of accidents, I'd be happy to try!"

Living people are different from objects, just as a bag can store inanimate objects but cannot hold living things.

Zhang Xuezhou had made some attempts before, such as trying to bring live animals in so that they could reproduce and grow by relying on the boulders in the lake, but he couldn't even bring in a single fish fry.

At the moment of their twisting and turning, these creatures seemed to have undergone some kind of gruesome torment, thus losing their vitality.

Even the monstrous vines that Ren Anran wanted to cultivate were sickly and unable to grow normally in such an area rich in Spiritual Qi.

To date, this area remains home to only four limited indigenous life forms: poisonous trees, poisonous plants, six-legged insects, and eight-legged insects.

As if some kind of protective mechanism exists, the Sinkhole No. 2 repels any alien life forms.

Excluding those humans who were already living through the changes in the sinkhole, Zhang Xuezhou even had some doubts about the adaptability of others entering the Sinkhole No. 2.

Of course, very few people are ever able to enter the Sinkhole No. 2.

Zhang Xuezhou was unsure whether Zhou Rihui would be able to go out with them, or whether he would suffer the same fate as those fish fry.

After saying a few simple words, Zhou Rihui's delusions quickly vanished, and he realized that even if he was alone and bored, he had to endure it.

"By the way, how's your physical training going?"

As his delusions subsided, Zhou Rihui also became curious about the physical body Zhang Xuezhou had cultivated, since very few people in the Scarlet Alliance State were involved in the serialization of physical bodies.

"It's passable, but there's still a lot of room for improvement!"

Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his right hand and grabbed downwards. The hard black stone was directly pulled off by his right hand and crushed into fragments by his palm.

Limited by his Realm Technique still being at the Divine Ability Realm, his current strength and physical resistance are slightly inferior to those of the other world. However, Zhang Xuezhou's current state is extremely comprehensive, and if faced with attacks from multiple people, he would have the advantage of defeating another version of himself.

"Seems a bit too strong?"

Zhou Rihui touched his right hand and tapped the massive black rock again before a piece of stone fell off.

His method of striking was different from Zhang Xuezhou's direct grabbing and inserting; although the knocked-off stones were large, they were difficult to grasp in the palm of one's hand.

With just a simple hand gesture, Zhou Rihui could tell that there was a difference in their skill levels, after all, this fell within Zhou Rihui's area of expertise.

This difference is not a matter of strength or weakness, but rather a difference in the level of control they exert over each other.

"How does your physical body compare to mine?" Zhou Rihui asked.

"I'm not as strong as you, but I'm a cut above you in terms of resilience," Zhang Xuezhou replied simply.

"How much is one 'chou'?" Zhou Rihui pressed.

"Once you reach the Eighth Sequence, your ability to contend with others should match my current level!"

After careful estimation, Zhang Xuezhou believed that Zhou Rihui had a chance to catch up with his current level in the Eighth Sequence.

"Can I test how strong the physical body of the Eighth Sequence is?"

Zhou Rihui was overjoyed. He felt little jealousy, but rather a thrilling excitement at the prospect of upward mobility.

He was familiar with Zhou Xin of the Seventh Sequence, but he was not familiar with Zhou Xin of the Eighth Sequence or what level he himself could reach.

Zhang Xuezhou rarely speaks carelessly in his professional field, and Zhou Rihui clearly wanted to gauge his trust before doing so.

"Fine, you can loosen up my muscles then. Just be careful to use even force so you don't send me flying!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the giant spirit jade in the secret realm, then gazed at the pale blue sky.

Aside from Spiritual Qi, Zhang Xuezhou had no other senses.

The Emperor mentioned that knowing the operating rules of the secret realm could unleash extraordinary power. This power undoubtedly needs to be verified. Zhang Xuezhou signaled to Zhou Rihui to go ahead and fight, but not to use too much force in Yudan, lest he be knocked away by a huge force like a baseball.

"Here I come!"

Zhou Rihui shouted loudly, and a layer of white light appeared around his body. He threw a probing straight punch.

Even the weakest Seventh Sequence being wouldn't be killed by a punch with only 30% of Zhou Rihui's power; Zhou Rihui still had control over the force of his punch.

But he soon realized something was wrong.

With a punch, Zhang Xuezhou's body collided with his fist almost without making a sound, and his fist felt as if it had been scraped across a frosted stone, causing his hand bones to feel unusually painful.

"Damn it!"

Zhou Rihui cried out, but his punch not only had little effect, it also injured his hand bones.

If he hadn't possessed the Black Armor Combat Technique, the backlash from that punch would have broken his hand bones.

Zhang Xuezhou lacked strength and had few striking techniques, but in his current state, he didn't need any fighting skills to assist him; he could simply stand still and take hits to turn the tables and kill his opponent.

When Zhou Rihui continued to throw punches with his left hand, his strength increased rapidly.

With a single punch, he saw the pale skin on his left hand quickly turn red, then become congested and swollen.

With the alloy sword he used for training sword-drawing techniques at his waist gripped in his palm, Zhou Rihui slashed down with the sword. The blade swiftly slid off Zhang Xuezhou's body, and a streak of lightning flashed instantly. His right hand, which was gripping the sword, momentarily lost its footing, and the alloy sword fell to the ground.

"Perfect!"

The simple test of two punches and one sword made Zhou Rihui tremble. He felt as if he had seen the perfect direction for his future ascent to the Eighth Sequence.