Finally, the crystal core was dug out intact. Xiao Yi showed a trace of relief on his face and quickly put the crystal core into the backpack he had prepared long ago. The crystal core collided with the other items in the backpack, making a slight sound, but to him it sounded like the bell of hope.

With each crystal core he obtained, the hope in his heart burned brighter, like a flame being fed with new wood. He could almost see himself using these crystal cores to continuously break through bottlenecks in his abilities and become even more powerful.

He continued to toil among the corpses of the zombies, ignoring the exhaustion and the bloodshed, his sole focus being on collecting one more crystal core, one more hope of survival and rise in this apocalyptic world. His gaze grew more resolute, his movements more skillful, and his heart, yearning for strength and freedom from fear, beat more powerfully with each crystal core he collected.

As Xiao Yi continued to dig out crystal cores from the zombies' heads, the number of crystal cores in his backpack increased. At the same time, he clearly felt a mysterious power slowly surging in his body.

At first, this power was like a trickle, looming in his meridians and causing a slight tingling sensation in his body. As the crystal cores continued to accumulate, this power gradually intensified, becoming a raging torrent, rushing through his limbs and bones.

Xiao Yi realized that he had to find a safe place to deal with this power at this moment, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. He looked around and quickly ran towards an abandoned building away from the zombies.

After entering the building, he carefully checked every corner, and after confirming that there was no danger, he found a relatively clean corner to sit down. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

Xiao Yi began to concentrate, trying to guide the mysterious force that was rushing through his body. He imagined his body as a huge container, and this force as the water flow in it. He wanted to open up a reasonable channel for it and let it flow in an orderly manner.

He carefully felt every impact and surge of power, and slowly, he seemed to find some patterns. He guided this power to converge towards his Dantian, allowing it to settle and condense there.

This process was not easy. Xiao Yi's forehead was covered with sweat, his brow furrowed, his expression sometimes painful, sometimes focused. But he never gave up, gritting his teeth and persisting in channeling this mysterious power.

Just as Xiao Yi was concentrating on guiding the mysterious power, suddenly, a faint light appeared around his body without any warning. The light was very weak at first, like the hazy moonlight, but gradually became brighter, enveloping him completely.

Xiao Yi felt a strong heat flow through his body instantly, and every cell seemed to be activated and filled with unprecedented energy. At the same time, he clearly felt that the supernatural power he had always longed for began to awaken.

He could feel his strength increasing exponentially. The once heavy sword now felt as light as a feather in his hand. He swung his fist lightly, and the air crackled with a thud, as if it could shatter any obstacle before him.

The increase in speed was even more astonishing. With just a thought, he instantly moved several meters away, as fast as a ghost. This extraordinary speed shocked even himself.

His heightened senses allowed him to gain a whole new level of insight into his surroundings. He could clearly hear the subtle rustle of the wind in the distance and keenly detect the tiniest movement hidden in dark corners. Even the crawling of a tiny insect could not escape his perception.

Xiao Yi was immersed in this new and powerful feeling, his heart filled with surprise and excitement. He knew that from this moment on, he had more survival capital and counterattack ability in this dangerous world.

Xiao Yi sat quietly in a secluded corner, holding tightly in his hands a crystal core that emitted a mysterious glow. He closed his eyes tightly, concentrating on guiding the energy in the crystal core to slowly flow into his body.

As energy continued to flow in, he could clearly feel his body undergoing earth-shaking changes, as if a pair of invisible hands were meticulously sculpting and reshaping every inch of his muscle and every bone.

His muscles, which had been slightly loose at first, gradually tightened, their lines becoming clearer, as if they were made of steel that had been tempered a thousand times. Every muscle was brimming with strength, and the slightest movement could unleash astonishing explosive power.

The ever-increasing power surged through his body like a surging tide, wave after wave. This power wasn't simply physical strength, but more like a potential deep within his soul gradually awakening.

Xiao Yi could feel his meridians expanding, energy flowing freely through them, nourishing every cell in his body. His breathing became deep and powerful, and every breath seemed to stir the air around him.

The pain and fatigue left by the battle quickly dissipated under this powerful energy. His body seemed to have become a furnace of energy, constantly absorbing, fusing, and transforming, turning the energy in the crystal core into his own use.

When Xiao Yi opened his eyes again, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and his whole body exuded an incomparable powerful aura.

Xiao Yi slowly stood up, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that his senses had risen to a whole new level.

When he was in the darkness, he no longer felt lost and helpless as before. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the endless darkness, keenly capturing the outlines of the surrounding objects. Even the smallest lines and shapes were clearly presented in his eyes.

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