Li Fan had already mastered manipulating the breath of the Dao in a way that allowed him to project the evil energy from his arms, transforming at will into various forms like arms, Flying Dragons, swords, celestial robes, and more.
Although he couldn't manipulate it as freely as sword energy, and had to channel the evil energy through his stomach in a loop, mimicking the previous bloating to refine it before use, this was, at least, a start to exploring the art of controlling energy through the Taishu skill.
However, the white evil energy was more troublesome; it made up the physical body of the Qiongqi, and the material's physical strength wasn't very commendable—akin to rosin blocks, easily crushed and deformed with a bit of force.
Fortunately, Qiongqi wasn't dead. Li Fan could still control this tiger-shaped body, feeling as though he was sealed in wax, unable to transform into gusty winds nor employ physical attacks—all in all, absurdly weak!
