"Breakthrough!"
As Qin Yu focused his thoughts, his Flame Point was directly deducted, and the calmly burning flame seemed to be doused with oil, suddenly soaring up, swaying, and scattering sparks.
A streak of scorching heat rose once again at the center of his brow.
"Hiss—!"
Qin Yu's voice almost escaped involuntarily with his exhale, accompanied by that subtle yet heavy panting. His brows furrowed deeply, seeming to carry a thousand pounds, and the muscles on his face twitched minutely, outlining a complex expression of indescribable resilience and the intertwining pain.
Having gone through two transformations, he already knew well that every improvement in spiritual power came with the pain of tempering.
Just as iron must endure repeated forging before it becomes steel,
Now, it was his spiritual power being forged!
