Calm Before the Rift
It could be said that with this thing, Leon only needed to enter seclusion for a period of time and he would definitely be able to break through to the Pinnacle Realm and successfully form a Supreme Body.
The thought alone carried terrifying weight.
Inside the quiet training hall, the newly obtained Mana Principal Condense Fruit rested in Leon's palm, its ancient radiance moving like liquid starlight beneath the skin of the fruit. Threads of Connate Mana swirled around it, almost as if breathing.
Leon's purple eyes reflected that strange glow.
Supreme Body.
A realm countless cultivators pursued like moths chasing a moon reflected on water.
And now it sat within reach.
As long as one had a Supreme Body, they could still be reconstructed no matter how serious their injuries were, even if their limbs were broken.
That was no ordinary enhancement.
That was transcendence.
A watershed between mortal flesh and a body walking the edge of the divine.
