'Just a Half-Spiritual Soldier?'
'A Half-Spiritual Soldier already feels like a perfect extension of my arm. Wouldn't a true Spiritual Soldier feel like gaining an extra hand?'
Gu Zheng mused.
Weapons are extensions of one's limbs.
When he used the Celestial Frost Blade, its slashes and hacks were certainly deadly, but deep down, he knew it was just a blade—a cold, lifeless tool.
But holding the long blade Zhang Boshong had just lent him gave Gu Zheng the distinct illusion that his arm had lengthened.
The reason was that the Celestial Frost Blade could not conduct the Divine Wondrous.
When the Divine Wondrous surged, it merely coated the surface of the blade.
Unlike a Half-Spiritual Soldier, which allowed the Divine Wondrous to be conducted through the blade's interior.
It could be focused at a single point, dispersed across the blade, or made to swirl and dance.
The source of all these transformations was the Divine Wondrous.
