Chapter 111

Immediately, that spiritual qi suddenly changed, transforming into a formless yet tangible force that returned to Fang Yu's mind.

At once, his entire mind was thrown into upheaval; all his spirit converted into surging waves of power, and this power truly existed.

A vast, invisible great force, born and destroyed at Fang Yu's will—it was a stream of Xu Yuan Qi, no longer a formless, intangible spirit, but a real, billowing existence.

"Magic power—I have finally cultivated magic power and stepped into the Divine Ability Secret Realm."

Fang Yu felt that within his mind there was now an additional great dragon of wild python Xu Yuan Qi; this great dragon of wild python Xu Yuan Qi possessed boundless power, far greater than his physical body's strength, and it was even still continuously condensing, as if the medicinal efficacy of the Yin-Yang Wan Shou Elixir was being refined and absorbed by him unceasingly, augmenting the power of this great dragon of Xu Yuan Qi.

The strength of thirty Dark Yellow Stallions.

The strength of fifty Dark Yellow Stallions.

The strength of eighty Dark Yellow Stallions.

The strength of one hundred Dark Yellow Stallions.

……

Fang Yu's magic power was rising at a speed that even he found inconceivable.

His physical body's strength had now reached the strength of twenty Dark Yellow Stallions—this power existed within his body—but the power within his mind, the moment it appeared, was already the strength of thirty Dark Yellow Stallions; after refining and absorbing the medicinal efficacy of the Yin-Yang Wan Shou Elixir, in the space of a short while, it reached the strength of one hundred Dark Yellow Stallions.

The strength of one horse, five thousand catties.

Now Fang Yu's magic power had already reached five hundred thousand catties.

These were the changes that occurred in the span of a moment.

One step taken, and fifty thousand catties of strength were added.

This is what is meant by ascending to the heavens in a single step.

Moreover, this power was not the limit—merely a beginning.

Going forward, as he continued to cultivate, it would keep increasing, from five hundred thousand catties, the strength of one hundred Dark Yellow Stallions, rising to an even higher level.

"Back in the Physical Body Realm, to increase the strength of even one Dark Yellow Stallion, how many elixirs did I have to consume, how many years did I have to cultivate, just to add a mere five thousand catties."

With a single thought, Fang Yu rose and floated in midair.

This feeling of floating on his own, relying on no magic treasure whatsoever, was utterly delightful—far more comfortable than riding a celestial crane, far more pleasant than being carried by someone else.

He casually stretched out a palm; his Xu Yuan Qi condensed into a single point, and at once an invisible great force struck the ground, which immediately split apart layer by layer.

He then pinched the empty air, and that shattered ground gathered itself back together.

This feeling was immensely joyful.