Source power flowed within the transcendents' bodies, just like blood flowing through veins.
This was a spontaneous and instinctive action, not even requiring the transcendents to control it. All it took was a thought, and they could manipulate source power to perform various techniques.
However, this Divine Source was like fat in Lu Ming's body, growing wherever it was and moving as slowly as the shaking of fat.
Lu Ming could make this thing move, but the speed was unimaginably slow, almost stagnant.
This made it impossible to use the Divine Source in combat scenarios —how could the enemies give you time to mobilize the Divine Source?
Lu Ming felt that even if he spent 10 to 20 minutes mobilizing the Divine Source, the effectiveness of his offense and defense might not satisfy him. It was like having a lazy and disobedient subordinate; could he rely on him to complete the task he had assigned to him?
Jiu Han fell into deep thought.
