Just like a lit dynamite, Ji Dong felt an incomparable explosive power abruptly burst forth within his chest. In that brief moment, his spiritual power, which had already grown remarkably solid after going through nine transformations, emitted a sound akin to shattering glass once again. In a vague sense, he saw the Chaos Fire within him radiating in thousands of splendid colors, making its final, utmost charge.
Could it be the end? Had he held on for so long, only to fall short of the finish line? Ji Dong could entirely disperse his spiritual power outside of his chest, releasing the Chaotic Power. When they exploded into a larger space, their explosive power was bound to weaken. However, if he chose to do this, all the progress he had made so far would be wasted. "Strike while the iron is hot, the second time will see it fade, and by the third it will be exhausted," if he were to attempt this again, he wasn't sure he could make it this far.
