The sky pit resembled a large bowl with a sloped interior, the deeper one went, the more intense the radiant mist became.
Though the bottom of the giant pit was not dark, colorful spiritual mists obstructed the view. Even after removing his armor, no one could see if Qin Ming's arms were bare.
Of course, there was one exception: Li Qingyue, whose spiritual eyes could pierce through the fog.
Wearing light inner armor, Qin Ming stood on the slope, continuously practicing the Yang Fist and Yin Fist. As he reached a certain depth of understanding, the two techniques merged, transforming into the Wujixing Fist.
At this moment, the martial arts of yin and yang harmonized, significantly boosting their power. Qin Ming's fists glimmered softly, with the might of both masculine and feminine energy ready to burst forth at any instant.
Next, a surge of earth's essence rose beneath his feet, spreading throughout his body and filling him with strength.
Primarily, this was the Wujixing Fist, representing the power of the earth. Secondly, it distinguished between Yang Earth Power and Yin Earth Power, forming the Yin-Yang Fist.
Qin Ming stood firmly, feeling the heavy, solid vitality of the earth's essence spreading from his feet to every part of his body. He was filled with a profound sense of strength.