The echo bounced through the fortress walls, lingering as the Martial Saint's power completely merged with my body.
I remained still, eyes half-closed, absorbing this incredible strength.
"So this is what Martial Saint power feels like?" I murmured under my breath, making fists and sensing the overwhelming energy rushing through me like an endless ocean!
This was unlike anything I'd ever felt before—so intense it was almost addictive, impossible to resist!
Right now, I was dying to test out this Martial Saint strength.
I actually hoped the Purple Flame Sect would show up sooner.
"How are you feeling?" Tilda Maxwayne walked over and asked.
I gave her a nod. "Really good."
"That's a relief," Tilda let out a breath, seeing how calm I seemed.
The circular platform in front of us started crumbling, collapsing into rubble within seconds.
