Three days passed in the blink of an eye. 

Over the course of these three days, Yue Congrao personally looked after Xu Yangyi’s body and explained a few confusing points about cultivation. Upon cultivating to late Foundation Establishment, Xu Yangyi had also gained his own original viewpoint of his body. Under the dual verification of Yue Congrao’s great momentum and his own comprehension, he actually felt his newly advanced late Foundation Establishment cultivation become a little more stable.

Three days later, twelve o’clock. Xu Yangyi had already adjusted his mood to peak steadiness. There wasn’t a single qi obstruction in his entire body. Following the chime of the clock, an expanse of gentle golden holy light flashed underneath him. In the next moment, he vanished from the formation constructed under him.

The view in front of him slightly blurred. In the next second, a red-hot current assailed his skin, and deafening cheers sounded at his ears. Although the voices did their best to stay quiet, the sound of discussion was still a great clamor. It was like the air was going to combust.

He opened his eyes, and a massive ancient western arena greeted his eyes. It was no less...