Chapter 70: Liquid Spiritual Power, Fifth-Rank Knight
Nearly twenty days passed.
The elemental tides gradually subsided from their peak intensity.
Within Ye Ling's perception, the elemental forces of the spiritual tide were being fully refined by his two martial souls, reaching an extreme threshold inside his body.
His refining speed was astonishing—faster even than Gu Yuena's.
During those twenty days, his spiritual power experienced an explosive surge.
From nearly one thousand five hundred points, it rose by more than five hundred, reaching two thousand points in total.
Now, he stood at the verge of becoming a true fifth-rank knight—the point at which one's gaseous spiritual power condensed and transformed into liquid spiritual power.
Once his combined internal and external spirit power exceeded two thousand, and all of his internal power condensed into liquid form, he would be recognized as a genuine Fifth-Rank Earth Knight.
Sensing that he had reached this threshold, Ye Ling opened his eyes slightly, a faint smile crossing his face.
Though he could not directly measure his spiritual power, his estimation was accurate enough.
"I must begin the transformation—compress the inner spirit power. Once my inner spirit alone reaches the standard of the fifth rank, both the Holy Angel Sword and the Divine Light Necklace will advance to the legendary tier. At that point, I can also begin experimenting with forging spirit alloys," Ye Ling murmured.
Cultivation was the foundation of everything.
Only by raising his spirit power could his forging and artifact creation truly advance.
With that thought, Ye Ling closed his eyes once more, preparing to step into the realm of liquid spiritual power.
He had long studied the process and even possessed the most efficient method for transforming gaseous spirit into liquid.
The key lay in the sacred artifact now in his hands—the Divine Light Furnace.
"One drop of liquid spiritual power holds three times the strength and effect of ordinary gaseous spirit power. Its essence lies in compression—condensing and refining the spirit until its purity is absolute."
"Then I shall use the Divine Light Furnace to stabilize the process. With my Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, the quality of my spirit power far surpasses others. Completing the transformation shouldn't be too difficult," Ye Ling murmured softly.
Then he fell silent, entering an introspective state, directing his consciousness inward to control his spiritual flow.
For most fourth or even fifth- and sixth-rank knights, spiritual power could be used in battle and to unleash skills, but not with such precision.
They could not isolate and refine even a single drop of spirit power with perfect control.
But Ye Ling was different—his mastery over his spiritual flow was absolute.
Soon, under his careful control, a single drop of gaseous spiritual power began to compress limitlessly, drawing upon countless light elements from the surroundings through his spiritual core.
The process alternated—limitless compression followed by expansion, over and over again.
After a while, under Ye Ling's relentless refinement, that single droplet completely transformed—from gaseous to liquid spiritual power.
Through his senses, he compared it to the rest of his energy. Its strength was at least four times greater—fivefold that of ordinary spirit power.
Truly formidable.
However, Ye Ling did not dare to use it yet.
He needed this first droplet of liquid spiritual power as the source—a guiding core to lead and transform all other spirit power within him.
A single drop alone had little use, but as the origin of transformation, it was indispensable.
To achieve true power, all of his spiritual energy had to become liquid.
With that thought, Ye Ling sat cross-legged once more. Instead of merely circulating his energy, he began using that single drop of core liquid spirit power as the nucleus, guiding the rest. He released the power of his Six-Winged Angel, harmonizing his aura to refine and transform the rest of his energy.
He began to compress, to elevate, to adjust.
Soon, from the first drop, the transformation spread outward—
Ten points.
Twenty points.
Fifty points.
One hundred points.
Five hundred points.
One thousand points.
Two thousand points.
Before long, all two thousand points of Ye Ling's inner spiritual power had been fully condensed and converted into liquid form under his precise control.
As the process completed, a sacred and awe-inspiring aura radiated from his body—majestic yet pure.
This signified that Ye Ling had completely stepped into the fifth rank, attaining the level of an Earth Knight.
Indeed.
For a knight, possessing only one droplet of liquid spirit while the rest remained gaseous still placed one among fourth-rank knights.
Only when all spirit power was transformed into liquid form—when every new surge of power henceforth was liquid—could one be called a true Fifth-Rank Knight. The difference in aura, strength, and overall presence was unmistakable and vast.
Such a realm was truly formidable.
A fifth-rank knight could easily crush a fourth-rank opponent, even if their spirit power differed by less than a hundred points. The disparity was that decisive.
Ye Ling took a deep breath, carefully feeling his own transformation.
Around his neck, the Divine Light Necklace began to shine brilliantly. Its energy had advanced along with him, reaching the level of a true legendary artifact.
A terrifyingly powerful one at that.
Then, with a motion of his hand, a massive sword of radiant light materialized in his grasp. The blade pulsed with overwhelming energy—this was the Holy Angel Sword, a weapon worthy of its legendary name.
The surge of power drew even Gu Yuena's attention. Her silver eyes opened slightly, filled with surprise.
Though she currently lacked her full memories, she instinctively remembered that when the Dragon God was split, the Angel God had been among those involved—and the Holy Angel Sword, at its peak, could rival even the Shura God Sword.
The memory was deeply imprinted in her instincts.
For a moment, she grew wary, even a little angry, ready to confront that divine might.
But upon realizing that the sword was held by Ye Ling—her contracted partner—she relaxed immediately.
Alright then. You keep swinging that sword; I'll go back to sleep.
Unless you dare strike me.
But that was clearly impossible.
Ye Ling, however, ignored her reaction entirely. Steadying his breath, he looked forward with a faint smile, his expression calm and assured.
Marvelous.
Truly marvelous.
"As expected of a legendary-grade artifact—such incredible power," he murmured.
"By estimation, an artifact of this tier would require at least a half-step soul-forging level to create."
"Perhaps, when I return, I can attempt it myself."
With the Holy Angel Sword firmly in his grasp, Ye Ling's heart swelled with determination and quiet satisfaction.
(End of Chapter)
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