As the days passed, Luo Chen's efforts gradually began to bear fruit. 

The first thing he succeeded in improving was the Azure Yang Great Handprint.

Back in the Golden Core Realm, it had been one of the spells that defined his strength, and he had once believed he had pushed it as far as it could go. Now, with the broader perspective afforded by reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, he could see its structure more clearly and uncover possibilities that he had not thought about previously.

One day, he hovered quietly above the sea with his right hand tucked behind his back. Without warning, he thrust that hand forward sharply. A massive palm manifestation crashed into the ocean, sending waves surging outward; a palm-shaped depression was briefly carved into the surface before the water closed over it again.

Watching from a distance, Black King was not particularly impressed. The spell was indeed stronger than before, but the improvement did not feel especially significant. Given his current strength, he believed he could withstand such an attack without much trouble.

Luo Chen remained suspended in the air without much change in expression as he moved his hands once more. This time, instead of using only his right hand, he moved both hands...