Chapter 544: Surge of Power

Buzz!!

In the very moment he initiated Extreme Conversion, Yenir’s face suddenly turned grim.

In a blink, he felt his inner spiritual energy drained like a jet engine, transforming in an utterly terrifying manner into other attributes.

The conversion was so rapid that his vision suddenly went dark, washed over by a bloody hue.

Meanwhile, before he could even process the surge within him, a colossal black phantom burst forth from behind like a blazing torrent of dark flames.

Rippling waves of pressure swept through, sending shockwaves and undulating ripples across the sealed alloy chamber.

Bang!!

In just 0.1 seconds, the slumbering Blood Nightingale was abruptly woken. Before she could react, a shockwave slammed her into the wall with a resounding dull thud.

Wrapped in a thin blanket, she rolled to the wall, her snow-white skin marred with bruises, looking rather pitiful.

Thankfully, the overwhelming pressure was nothing more than a forceful surge. Dazed from the impact, she opened her eyes in terror and stared at Yenir.

It wasn’t for any other reason.

In that instant, she was overcome with a pressure as formidable as Yinglong’s!

Peak Third-Stage!?

This was the overwhelming pressure that only one could experience when all attributes at Peak Third-Stage pushed the human body to its limits!

No! It was more a transcendent embodiment of life’s intensity nearing its absolute limits!

“This kind of power…”

Realizing he’d nearly ‘blasted’ Blood Nightingale to death, Yenir quickly regained his senses, retracting the surging pressure with a stunned expression.

After quickly shielding Blood Nightingale, he had no time for her; with a grave look, he began to gauge the extent of his newfound strength.

He slowly raised his right hand and clenched it.

In an instant, the sound of air bursting like an explosion filled the space.

It was the sound of air being crushed by bare hands.

“My power… could it be on par with Peak Third-Stage?”

Having once achieved Peak Third-Stage, he was profoundly familiar with the gradations of power.

Blood surged and power roiled within him.

Explosive force roared in successive waves throughout his body.

But as soon as the conversion finished, Yenir felt that relying solely on raw physical strength, he could easily rip apart a battalion of tanks or bring down an entire building with one punch.

Indeed, this power level was unmistakably Peak Third-Stage!

It might be slightly inferior to pure Strength Type powers, yet in basic attributes, it was undeniably on par!

Unable to pinpoint the exact numerical boost, Yenir, momentarily dazed, sensed that all his power stemmed from the dark phantom behind him.

Unlike Yinglong’s summoning of Blood Shadow, this phantom—now freed from its curse—had reverted to its original hue, a deep, sinister black.

“Is this the manifestation of my spiritual power?”

Glancing back, Yenir saw that the black phantom he had manifested swirled like rolling dark flames—its very sight unsettling.

In particular, Blood Nightingale, kneeling in the corner with a stunned expression, had her snow-white skin covered in goosebumps. Clearly, the summoned phantom had triggered an instinctive fear within her.

He couldn’t fathom why, as a good person, his own manifestation could be so bizarre.

Unsure of the reasoning, Yenir decided not to dwell on it.

He simply assumed it was merely the effect of the artifact—if it made him stronger, that was all that mattered!

“Peak Third-Stage… it really is Peak Third-Stage…”

“If I activate Mind Storm and then convert, wouldn’t that be even stronger than the Strength Type’s Peak Third-Stage?”

“Within three seconds, any attribute I convert could rival the strongest fighters at Peak Third-Stage!”

Setting aside his curiosity, Yenir took a deep breath and stared intently at his now bulging right arm.

With his power surging, he even felt that a single punch could kill Yinglong…

He had assumed that his converted attribute would at most reach Third-Stage Advanced, or nearly Peak Third-Stage.

After all, his base level remained intermediate, one tier below Yinglong’s level before conversion.

But now it appeared that his enormous willpower had shattered all limits, catapulting him to his utmost potential!

“Such strength…”

“Does this mean I’m essentially invincible already?”

“But can only one converted attribute exist at a time?”

Realizing that his current burst was solely a surge in strength, Yenir suddenly understood why Yinglong was so cautious; at times, speed and power never match up.

Even if one attribute is enhanced through conversion, the others can’t keep pace.

Take Yinglong, for example. Normally, he converts just strength and speed, then when attacking, he drops his speed to channel all his power into strength.

This explains why, when Yinglong unleashes his ultimate power, he awkwardly rushes in first.

Or maybe, as he attacks, he always remains stationary, conjuring a blast straight from the Void.

“Gaining tier-beyond combat power by converting attributes is essentially a severe test of one’s battlefield judgment.”

“Only by switching to the optimal attribute at the most opportune moment can one unleash peak combat power to its maximum!”

“If you’re slow to react or lack battle experience, converting attributes can make you clumsy and prone to mistakes.”

With a quick gleam in his eyes, after grasping the nuances of Extreme Conversion in no time, Yenir nodded to himself.

This tool was like handing a giant hammer to a child—if swung with skill, even the lightest touch could move mountains.

If your battle awareness is lacking and you keep switching between attributes ineffectively, it can easily disrupt your combat rhythm.

But…

“Battle experience and skill—that’s exactly where I excel!”

He was brimming with confidence.

Yenir reassured himself that his combat instincts were nothing short of divine—otherwise, he wouldn’t have clinched first place in all four trials with merely a five-point conversion!

All these experiences and skills had been forged in life-and-death battles during his past life!

“Let’s test the speed!”

Realizing that this artifact was his perfect match, Yenir couldn’t help but smile, as if he’d just received his favorite toy.

His eyes softened with warmth as they fell on Blood Nightingale.

Without Blood Nightingale’s tip, he’d never have gotten his hands on this artifact.

Either way, Blood Nightingale had truly been a big help!

He burst out of the room like a windstorm, not even noticing how utterly shocked Blood Nightingale remained.

There was one thing she had never told Yenir.

Namely, after Yinglong obtained the Blood Shadow device, he did linger at Third-Stage Advanced for a long time, but after years of enhancement and accumulation, he surely couldn’t remain at that level forever.

She had told him Yinglong was only Advanced to bolster his confidence to rescue her, thus reducing the challenge’s perceived difficulty.

But in truth, Yinglong had already been at Peak Third-Stage even before his conversion…

Converting spiritual power into other attributes naturally consumes energy. How could it have resulted in such an exaggerated effect as Yenir displayed…

If Yinglong’s conversion boosted a single combat attribute by 30%, then Yenir’s display was a staggering 100 to 200% surge!

In Yinglong’s hands, the Blood Shadow device wasn’t all that powerful—after all, he had spent years trying to break the curse!

After all, without spiritual power, you’re at a severe disadvantage in battle. On his own, he was already Peak Third-Stage!

Yet in Yenir’s hands, it delivered an effect on par with a true artifact!

“Just how high is his willpower?!”

“What kind of power is this…”

It was beyond comprehension.

Left in the room, Blood Nightingale blinked in confusion, feeling that even now she couldn’t fully fathom Yenir.

This guy… is he even human?