He uncorked the bottle and took several large gulps. As the liquor transformed into Spiritual Power and flowed through his entire body, Song Changsheng's depleted Dantian finally regained some vitality, and the color returned to his face.
Seeing that he was recovering, much of the worry in Song Yushi's eyes dissipated. It was only then that she noticed the nearby hill, which had been sliced in two.
Staring at the smooth, even cut, Song Yushi asked in astonishment, "Did you do this?"
Song Changsheng gave a wry smile. "I was testing the power of a new magic. I didn't expect it to drain all my Spiritual Power in one go."
"What kind of magic is so astonishingly powerful? Even a Foundation Establishment Great Perfection Cultivator would struggle to do this, right?" Coming from a Golden Core Family, Song Yushi naturally understood how much power was required to achieve such a feat. It was practically the limit for a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.
