"It is even more difficult for physical cultivation to transform the power within the body into divine power."
Kale's voice was low, almost hoarse.
"Because physical cultivators must first refine their essence and blood into Original Power, then further temper it into divine power."
"That man is only at the Intermediate Supreme realm. He has endured just two Supreme Tribulations… yet he has already condensed divine power."
Kale let out a long breath, as if exhaling the weight crushing his chest.
"That alone is enough to prove how terrifying his talent and comprehension are."
"In the history of the mainland, there have been people who managed to condense divine power after only two baptisms of the Great Dao."
"But every single one of them was a peerless existence that astonished an entire era."
Silence followed.
Kale's understanding of Ethan deepened into something close to fear.
"Damn it…"
Aemon's body trembled violently, veins bulging across his neck.
