Li Tianming could sense a faint communication between him and the Flameyellow Rock’s consciousness when he was punching away. As weird as it sounded, he felt that the rock had approved of him, which was why it had blessed him with the opportunity to gain two levels at once. But now, it was tired. Such a blessing had to be draining, even for a rock.

But if the rock was willing to give him such an opportunity again, Li Tianming believed he could sense its call. For him, the Flameyellow Rock was like a close friend. A disciple gaining the recognition of the Flameyellow Rock...it was an indescribable feeling.

Li Tianming stood up, everyone’s eyes glued to him, Mu Yang and Sage Chen included.

Just how is he not dead yet? What kind of a miracle is needed to pull this off?

“Good afternoon, everyone.”

Li Tianming tidied his attire. At the same time, Jiang Feiling had reverted to her physical form and materialized beside him, tired from the days of helping his cultivation.

As for the little chick, it was still spewing sparks of fire...