The Shattered Soul Crystal was an extremely special precious crystal. One of its characteristics was that it could not be absorbed slowly. With just a crack, all the energy would gush out of the crystal and would be wasted if it was not immediately absorbed into one's body. A person might only come into possession with one or two of the Shattered Soul Crystals in their entire life. Wasting such precious energy was worse than wasting heavenly objects.
Fane had gotten rid of his other thoughts at this point. He took the Shattered Soul Crystal out of the Mustard Seed and placed it on his palm. The last glow from the sun shone over this purplish-red crystal, exuding an incredibly beautiful gleam. Although the crystals were unable to
release brilliant colors, the crystal was soul -absorbingly beautiful.
Fane exhaled a long sigh of relief and was fully prepared. If other martial artists in the initial stage of the innate level absorbed this Shattered Soul Crystal, they would definitely explode and die without a doubt. After all, the martial art techniques and martial skills they practiced were too low in level, causing them to be unable to withstand such a powerful energy impact.
However, Fane was different as he practiced the most powerful martial art technique from the Divine Void World. Although the martial skill was incomparable to the martial art technique, they were still in the Heaven level.
Martial skills were different from martial art techniques as there were limits to a person's fighting prowess when practicing martial skills. However, the martial art techniques were different as there were no limitations to a martial artist's realm.
Together with the fact that Fane had the support from the great master's memory and experience, he obtained twice the result with half the effort.
He tightened his right fist and the Shattered Soul Crystal, which was the size of his fingernail, suddenly broke with a loud crack. It sounded like a large hailstone plummeted to the ground. Following the sound was a burst of purplish-golden energy that boiled in Fane's palm.
This energy was vast, mysterious, and powerful. Fane trembled slightly as he clenched his teeth and guided the energy into his body. He started activating the Destroying the Void at the same time.
"What's wrong with him? It looks like someone's beaten him badly, and his forehead is covered in sweat. Why does he look so tormented while he's meditating to recover?" Jed looked at Fane with a puzzled expression on his face.
At this time, not only did Fane tremble and shake, but his skin was flushed as if boiling water had been poured over him. The blood circulated rapidly under his skin, driving his heart to beat speedily and thumping like a piling machine.
Everybody was stunned. They could hear his heartbeat, even though they were a few meters away from Fane. Dwight frowned and looked at Nash. He asked with trembling lips, "Is brother Fane alright? What’s wrong with him? Has he gone into a bad situation while training?"
It was normal for these two to speak up about their worries. After all, Fane looked like he had gone terribly crazy. He could not control the energy fluctuations in his body, causing his blood to boil in his body. His heart raced crazily fast, too.
Nash was clearly worried too, but he still had to deal with the rest of them. He slightly cleared his throat and said, "He's training and wants to improve his strength before we leave this place."
Jed raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Dwight, who was standing beside him, after they heard what Nash said. When he saw that Dwight also did not believe in the excuse by Nash, he smiled helplessly." How much of his fighting prowess can he improve within a few days? He shouldn't forcefully do it if he can't handle it."
There were obviously some hidden meanings behind what he said, but Nash just pretended he did not understand any of them and turned to look away. Jed wanted to continue the conversation, but Dwight reached out and stopped him.
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