While Yu Haotian was insufferably arrogant on the plaza, Lin Yun was still undergoing his tribulation. Time flowed differently in the blood ocean as Lin Yun practically spent half a month waiting for his tribulation.

But he wasn’t wasting time sitting around. He was slowly becoming familiar with the Azure Dragon True Bone. Furthermore, he was starting to step into the Azure Dragon Saint Art’s threshold, allowing the nine dragon runes on the surface of his body to become more innate.

The resources needed to cultivate this body-refining technique was unimaginable. Lin Yun had exhausted an astronomical sum of 2,000 divine astral pellets, which was more than his two tribulations combined. Now, Lin Yun only had 3,000 divine astral pellets left.

Right now, the dragon runes were emitting...