Chapter 150: Supreme-Grade Mana
"If I said I don't know them... would you believe me?"
Sensing the gazes fixed upon him, Weng Han turned around with a trembling motion. Amidst the incredulous stares of the four individuals, he asked with a twitching corner of his mouth, clinging to a sliver of desperate hope.
"What do you think?"
While speaking, Zhou Yi did not focus his attention primarily on Weng Han. Instead, he looked at the four figures with keen interest. Where on earth did these four ghosts crawl out from? Their intelligence was truly touching!
"How on earth did they cultivate to this realm?"
Faced with such brainless remarks from the four, neither Zhou Yi nor Dugu Shang could help but feel a profound sense of sorrow. At the same time, a surge of sympathy for Weng Han welled up in their hearts!
"To have four such idiots by your side, you've really had a hard time!"
"I knew it!"
Before Zhou Yi could say more, Weng Han knew the answer in his heart. Things had already reached this point; reason and logic dictated that it would be a miracle if Zhou Yi let him off the hook!
Even if only for the sake of pride, he had to take responsibility for the words spoken by those four. Even though those words were not his original intention, nor what he wanted to say—in fact, at this very moment, his urge to strangle those four to death was even more intense than that of Zhou Yi and Dugu Shang!
However, there was no choice. Even if he wanted to kill the two of them, he had to get past the immediate hurdle first. Once this hurdle was crossed, whether they wanted to knead him into a ball, flatten him, or grind his bones to dust, it would be up to them!
If he couldn't get past this hurdle, then everything else was just empty talk!
"No other way!"
Weng Han sighed, shaking his head as he pulled a white pill the size of a longan from his bosom. A flash of heartache crossed his eyes. Then, he slammed his eyes shut, swung his arm, tossed the pill into his mouth, and swallowed it.
Boom!
The moment the pill hit his stomach, a wave of vital energy instantly surged from Weng Han's body, rippling outward in concentric circles. Waves of intense heat, akin to boiling water, radiated from around his body.
Hum~
Three breaths later, the wave of energy vanished, and the emanating heat gradually dissipated with the gentle breeze. However, because too much heat had been generated in an instant while the wind was too weak, it had not yet fully dispersed. Consequently, a shroud of white mist lingered around Weng Han, obscuring his figure!
This sudden change instantly pulled Zhou Yi's gaze away from the four individuals and back onto Weng Han. He watched Weng Han's transformation with an interested expression, as if he were watching a theatrical play!
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Sensing that Weng Han's aura was rapidly shifting from a state of severe injury to complete recovery—and that this upward trajectory showed no signs of stopping—the look of intrigue in Zhou Yi's eyes deepened even further!
"What kind of pill did he just take? To have such an effect?"
Someone on the brink of death had not only fully recovered from their injuries after taking a single pill, but their strength was also continuously climbing without any apparent limit!
All of this naturally aroused Zhou Yi's profound interest in the pill Weng Han had consumed earlier.
However, it was merely an interest in the pill itself. Faced with Weng Han's steadily rising strength, he didn't take it too seriously. His previous palm strike had already given Zhou Yi a rough estimate of Weng Han's true capabilities.
He was absolute trash!
Even if his strength had greatly increased now because of that pill, his foundation remained the same. The solidity of a foundation determines the upper limit of one's height. No matter how much his strength increased, his maximum ceiling would still be just that. To Zhou Yi, it was completely insignificant!
This sense of confidence was especially prominent in Zhou Yi. Although he was currently at the fourth stage of the Pseudo-Core realm—which theoretically restricted him to a maximum spiritual power limit of one hundred thousand years—he had previously broken through the spatial limitations of his Dantian by a stroke of fortune. He had rewritten this upper limit, granting him tenfold spiritual power, equivalent to a million years of spiritual power!
Yet, even with a million years of spiritual power, it was still somewhat insufficient when facing someone who practiced the Acupoint Infusion Method!
The third stage of the Pseudo-Core realm, utilizing the Acupoint Infusion Method, grants ten thousand years of spiritual power per acupoint. Once all three hundred and sixty-five acupoints are perfected, combined with the Dantian space, the total reaches three million six hundred and sixty thousand years of spiritual power!
Thus, a spiritual power disparity of roughly three and a half times meant that Zhou Yi's inherent advantage in sheer spiritual power was momentarily erased!
Even so, Zhou Yi remained entirely confident!
Weng Han practiced the Acupoint Infusion Method and had reached perfection, possessing the complete three million six hundred and sixty thousand years of spiritual power. Coupled with his mastery of second-grade Fire-attribute spiritual power, his overall strength was by no means weak among those who had perfected the third stage of the Pseudo-Core realm using the Acupoint Infusion Method!
Yet, despite all this, he could not withstand a single palm strike from Zhou Yi!
There were many reasons for this. First, attribute-based spiritual power—Zhou Yi possessed it as well, and based on his tests, it seemed to have surpassed the nine-grade classification of spiritual power he had recently learned about!
In the nine grades of attribute-based spiritual power, the first grade is the lowest, granting a ten percent amplification. The ninth grade is the highest, granting a one thousand percent amplification, which is a tenfold boost.
However, the Heavy Mountain spiritual power cultivated by Zhou Yi himself possessed an amplification of one thousand one hundred percent, which was an elevenfold boost!
How was this supposed to be calculated? Could it be a transcendent-grade spiritual power?
At the time, upon reaching this conclusion, Zhou Yi had been utterly stunned. While feeling a secret sense of joy, he also felt a trace of unease; this kind of result was truly somewhat hesitation-inducing!
After all, exceeding established boundaries inherently represented a loss of control, and anything beyond control invariably breeds a sense of anxiety!
However, this unease was quickly suppressed by Zhou Yi. An elevenfold amplification was a good thing; it was a strength he genuinely possessed, so what was there to be uneasy about?
Having accepted this outcome, Zhou Yi instantly regained a heavy dose of confidence. All of this merely demonstrated that the manual bestowed upon him by his ancestors, the *Ten Thousand Laws Mountain Technique*, was far from simple!
After all, in an environment like Peerless Island where cultivation methods emerged endlessly and opportunities could be found almost everywhere as long as one had the strength, the rules summarized after countless ages of refinement dictated that attribute-based spiritual power maxed out at the ninth grade with a tenfold amplification!
Yet he had merely cultivated the Technique of the Heavy Mountain, and already achieved an elevenfold amplification, surpassing that boundary entirely. Calling it a transcendent grade was no exaggeration!
And that was just the Technique of the Heavy Mountain. Zhou Yi scarcely dared to imagine what level of amplification he would reach in the future once he cultivated the Technique of the Light Mountain. What if the light and heavy mountains were to merge into primordial chaos?
At that thought, Zhou Yi dared not imagine any further. Beyond that point, even with his insight, he didn't dare to guess what the outcome would be—he simply couldn't fathom it!
Just as before arriving at this conclusion, he had never imagined that the Heavy Mountain spiritual power he cultivated could possibly possess such terrifying might!
Weng Han had three million six hundred and sixty thousand years of spiritual power, cultivated second-grade Fire-attribute spiritual power with a thirty percent amplification, totaling four million seven hundred and fifty thousand years!
Meanwhile, Zhou Yi possessed one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years of spiritual power, cultivated the Heavy Mountain spiritual power with an elevenfold amplification, amounting to one million four hundred and twenty thousand years of spiritual power!
Although a quantitative gap still existed between the two, the intrinsic quality of spiritual power could never be measured solely by mere amplification!