Slowly, Grey felt the next spirit node tremble violently within his body. The faint vibration spread through his meridians like ripples on water, but it soon stabilized again. The power contained within the mutated sea creatures of the Qi Accumulation realm could only go so far. No matter how many he refined, their lives simply did not possess enough spirituality to force open a single spirit perforation.
Even so, Grey was not discouraged.
On the contrary, a hint of excitement stirred within him.
At the moment, he was gradually becoming accustomed to controlling the phantom while hunting. Each kill, each refinement, improved his familiarity with the Life Demon art and strengthened his grasp over its manifestations.
