Now, it had only been two days since he first uttered that letter of Persevere.
He'd felt powerful each time he used it. The flames had healed his body, raised mountains, transformed walls into living barriers. Each invocation had expanded what he thought was possible.
But at this moment...
The jump of his power was truly immense.
That golden branding from cycling the blue flames through this Noble Beast had done something to him that went beyond simple cultivation. It felt like he'd replicated whatever made her lineage unique and brought it into himself. It felt like he'd taken whatever Physique this entity possessed and copied it into his own flesh.
He'd only done this partially with Serala.
