"Demon Seed?"
Feng Liusi looked at the item in Casio's palm, momentarily baffled, only feeling that it seemed to be a type of exotic spirit Qi.
The darkness inexplicably projected a profound evil aura.
Feinan, standing on the side, shifted his gaze but remained silent.
Casio's five fingers slightly converged, and the egg-sized black spirit Qi began to compress, becoming denser and denser.
In the end, it formed into a small dot, slightly bigger than a sesame seed, spinning between the gaps of his five fingers.
Qi, the cohesion of essence, Qi, and spirit, is believed to exist within ordinary humans as well, though it's too faint to be perceived, like one's personal aura.
Fighters practicing secret martial arts, who cultivate human limits, can strengthen Qi to a certain extent, making it visible to the naked eye as steam, and then shaping it into various forms according to their will.
