As he spoke, his pale spiritual power transformed into a bone-chilling blade that slashed towards Bi Xia. In that instant, Bi Xia immediately discerned Harry's spiritual power to be of the attack type, with the ability to manifest as blades.
Rolling aside to dodge the blade, azure spiritual power seized it, and for a moment, it hung frozen in mid-air, leaving Harry in disbelief, eyes wide, "How did your spiritual power become so strong?"
If memory serves, in the morning, this spiritual power clearly wasn't under the control of the young man, spilling out uncontrollably, so they all assumed the boy was merely new to spiritual power, unable to grasp even the most basic control methods.
Thinking, Harry squinted, "You must have what our boss is looking for! Hand it over!"
