"Initial stage of Foundation Establishment soul pill. This will... Help me to find the Spirit perforations and break them open to form my first ball of Spirit fire." After saying this, Grey took the soul pill and swallowed it in one gulp.
Very soon, Grey felt the qi in his Eleventh Level begin to churn, slow at first, like a pot about to boil. Then the pressure spiked. Violently. His meridians tightened, spirit energy surging upward as if something deep inside him had finally stopped sleeping.
The ceiling of Qi Accumulation wasn't a concept anymore. It was right there... pressing against his bones, scraping at his veins, threatening to tear a hole through his very being.
The boundary between realms trembled.
Grey clenched his fists as the world around him dimmed. His breathing went ragged. The air thickened, spirit energy condensing to the point he could taste it on his tongue. His entire existence felt like it was being pulled upward by an invisible hook.
