Xiao Tian calmed his mind, clearing away distractions about the war and the threats of the Palace Lords. In this world, what he faced was no longer external enemies, but the limits of himself. Xiao Tian took out a pile of Chaos Source Stones. He had to admit, the chaotic energy contained in the stones was extremely abundant, it could not be compared to ordinary Cosmic Sea Chaos Stones. That pile of stones seemed to become a center of attraction in that small world, as if all the energy flows around it naturally leaned toward the Chaos Source Stones, pressing on the space around them, making breathing a little heavy for ordinary cultivators. The ground surface even looked like it was trembling slightly, not because the stones were moving, but because the energy pressure emanating from them was too dense to be allowed to flow freely. In front of that pile, even the body of a high-level God Warrior would realize how dense the chaotic essence stored inside was. The stones looked simp

After that, Xiao Tian directly refined the two emerald-colored crystal stones. Every realm rank he broke through was not just a number change in his cultivation realm, but also a sharp leap in the depth of divine energy he could control. As soon as his body and realm stabilized at the fourteenth rank, he did not hesitate to switch to the two emerald crystals. The stones seemed to have been waiting for this moment, emitting a faint resonance when his technique began to extract the essence inside. Their surface trembled very slightly, as if responding to the Cosmic technique moving in Xiao Tian’s body. BAANG. The twelve small Azure Dragons in Xiao Tian’s marrow that had shrunk earlier grew larger again. Even larger than before they transferred their energy to Xiao Tian. Inside the marrow world, the shadows of the dragons stretched their bodies in a sea of clouds, their scales and bodies extending further, marking that the power embedded in his bloodline had returned, even surpas

While Xiao Tian was still stabilizing his cultivation, elsewhere people with terrifying auras were gathering in an underground room that was so dark. No walls or floor could be seen. All that could be seen were slightly glowing black robes, and that light did not spread, only surrounding their black robes, indicating their presence there. In that darkness, the faint light around their robes was like markers of existence, floating in the air without support. The air in the room felt heavy and thick, as if filled with energy that was suppressed from exploding out. There was no clear direction, no space that could be measured by ordinary eyes or perception. The distance between them was hard to measure, as if that underground room extended endlessly, yet each black robe stood at a measured, neat distance, facing each other toward an invisible central point. Because there was no light, no one could see their faces, whether they were young or ancient monsters. The only thing that cou

Ying Luozhi stood in front of a dry sea. He clenched his fists filled with hatred. In his entire life, not a single young person had been able to withstand his gaze. Without moving, he could already kill young people with just a look. The dry sea in front of him stretched as far as the eye could see, its surface cracked and leaving no life at all. In a place like this, his hatred felt even thicker. Every cracked gap in the ground seemed to reflect his emotions back, as if the dry sea also absorbed the anger and shame he had been suppressing since that defeat. The realization that his gaze alone had been enough to eliminate young people made his defeat at Xiao Tian’s hands something he could not accept. Yet, now he did not only fight using his gaze, he even executed the Demon Cult’s forbidden technique. But even after executing the forbidden technique, he was still defeated. The word “defeated” spun around in his head. He was used to being the benchmark, being the spear

That change happened without pause. Their muscles tensed, their skin hardened like steel, and their body shapes evolved to become more ferocious every time the flow of blood entered their mouths. Every drop of blood they absorbed changed their body structure little by little, strengthening their already terrifying forms into something more extreme. Even before they absorbed the blood and flesh from two billion people, when they sat cross-legged, their bodies were like mountains. And now they grew taller until they pierced through the clouds. The distance between the ground and the top of their heads changed, as if the sky in that dantian world had to adjust to accommodate their new size. The red clouds that originally hung low were split by their rapid body growth, as if the dantian realm was forced to accept that change. Yet, Ying Luozhi’s dantian world was not like most people’s dantian world. Usually the dantian world looked very beautiful. But Ying Luozhi’s dantian world