Jhi Chen had been unconscious for a long time. Sun Xi’er was deeply worried about him. For a full month she did not rest at all; day and night were spent only to watch over Jhi Chen. Her eyes were often red from lack of sleep, her body weakened, yet she still sat by the bedside, not moving even an inch from that place. Time passed slowly, and only after two full months did Jhi Chen finally open his eyes. When his eyelids slowly lifted, his first gaze fell upon the beautiful girl who had never once let go of his hand. Yet Sun Xi’er’s face looked pale, making Jhi Chen’s heart immediately filled with worry. When she realized Jhi Chen’s gaze, Sun Xi’er was startled, then suddenly her eyes sparkled. She was so excited. Her body trembled in relief, and tears flowed at once. She hugged Jhi Chen tightly, crying without holding back her feelings. That embrace was so strong as if to ensure Jhi Chen was truly by her side, not just a dream. Her shoulders shook with sobs, her crying voice was

Jhi Chen began to perfect the mustard martial space pagoda. But he underestimated it too much. Making the best grade was not as easy as making the high grade. It had difficulties dozens of times greater. When his hands moved, the rare materials he used fused together, emitting layered light. Every stroke of energy he carved on the core formation of the pagoda demanded full concentration. Sweat dripped, his clothes clung to his body, yet Jhi Chen’s gaze remained focused. But with his perseverance, Jhi Chen did not complain in the slightest. He continuously ate pills as if eating beans. He must not lack his spiritual power, so the pills he consumed could replenish the spiritual power he needed. Dozens of pill bottles that were once neatly arranged were now empty, scattered around him. His body trembled every time his spiritual energy ran out, then was refilled by the pills he swallowed. His breathing was steady, although his body clearly bore not a small burden. Jhi Chen required a

Jhi Chen immediately circulated the power of the stars, moon, and sun to suppress the death energy. His body was covered with layered light, starlight flickered around his body, the calm moonlight covered his wounds, while the blazing sunfire pierced the black mist that tried to consume him. The death energy so dense gnawed at his bones, like thousands of needles piercing flesh. Though full of hardship, he did not give up. The pressure that eroded his body instead tempered him, making his resolve even stronger, as hard as steel forged a thousand times. With a loud roar that shook the sky, Jhi Chen struck the dragon’s body from within. That blow was accompanied by starlight exploding like a falling meteor, moon energy pressing like the ocean, and sunfire burning away every particle of death energy. The immense dragon’s body quivered, death roars thundered, echoing to the ends of the horizon. The battle lasted long, Jhi Chen’s body tossed amid the waves of dense black energy, but ever

Elsewhere, that was the headquarters of the Thunder Wind Division. The building stood firm with towering pillars, surrounded by flickering lightning that occasionally struck the air and produced ear-piercing rumbles. Many people gathered there; the auras of the disciples present collided, making the atmosphere feel suffocating. Even two other divisions had allied with the Thunder Wind Division, namely the Liuxing Division and the Shizi Division, the two strongest divisions in the Eternal Gate. Among the crowd stood a very tall, massive man with dark skin as hard as coral. His body was like a mountain, full of muscles that tensed with every movement. His face was full of scars, clear traces of battles that still remained. Unlike most people who tried to hide scars to keep their faces clean, this man left them exposed, even like an emblem. Each streak of scar was a mark of pride, a reminder that he was always thirsty for battle. His gaze was sharp and domineering, the aura he exuded m

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Jhi Chen had been training for a year in the outside world, and three days remained until the Eternal Gate disciple competition would begin. Yet all those who were eager to know Jhi Chen’s strength—the new disciple who caused a commotion upon entering the Eternal Gate—had still not appeared anywhere. On the other hand, members of the Salke Division underwent rigorous training. They gathered inside the pagoda, spiritual energy swirling intensely around each of their bodies. For Xing Zizhen and Xingyiheo, they had broken into rank three of the Great Realm. Guan Xuankong and Lao Rosi had reached rank two of the Great Realm, although the pagoda they used was lower than the pagoda used by Jhi Chen and Sun Xiang. They trained for twenty years inside the pagoda, each drop of their time spent strengthening their foundations. Sun Xi’er and Sun Xiang had their own advantages. Because they used a pagoda with a larger time differential, they had trained for thirty-five ye