Zhang Rongfang paused for a moment, then suddenly understood.
"Did it conform to my will? Is that why this ability appeared?"
"It should be. Look at the part you absorb, let's temporarily call this thing Spirit Particle. Is the part you absorb more aggressive and destructive?" Yue Dewen asked.
Zhang Rongfang flicked his finger, and a portion of the Spirit Particles at his fingertip shot out, striking the ground.
Puff!
A fist-sized corrosive crater suddenly appeared on the ground.
"It seems so." He nodded.
He also understood what his Entering the Microcosm ability was.
This ability, if fully described, should be termed as the removal of evil.
"Eliminating harmful and evil places, is this my ability?" Zhang Rongfang felt this kind of sensation for the first time.
This pure reliance on oneself, reaching a higher realm in martial arts.
For two hundred years, he had been practicing diligently without pause, constantly contemplating his own realm.
