A Little Huang Sparrow

Ten days later, Nine Heavens Cliff.

Within the rumbling Milky Way Waterfall, Lu Ran sat alone in meditation, bare-chested.

The icy waterfall scoured his burning body. It could wash away the bloody smell clinging to him, but it could not cleanse the violence in his heart.

The past ten days had been an exceedingly special stretch of training for Lu Ran.

The intensity had been explosive!

His combat state had already been adjusted to its absolute peak. Lu Ran even felt as though he had reached the top of a hundred-foot pole and could still take another step forward.

Powerful opponents forged an even more powerful self!

Ever since entering the Sea Realm, the fire of the Lietian Sect and the serpents of the Jade Faced Snake Clan had helped Lu Ran solve ninety-nine percent of his problems.

After arriving at the blood pool, Lu Ran had found his former self again.

Deadly enough danger had forced out the self who had once obsessed over saber techniques, agonized over every footstep, and focused on every movement.

Utterly exhilarating!

And amid battle after grueling battle, he would inevitably encounter members of the Xuelu Clan detonating their necklaces, choosing mutual destruction.

Whenever that happened, the Eight Desolates Destruction Saber would hum.

It seemed especially fascinated by the Blood Skull Evil Technique: Skull Explosion Funeral?

So, would the Eight Desolates Saber become the first divine weapon in Lu Ran's hands to advance to the third rank?

Would it be the first divine weapon to open a second domain?

He did not know.

Lu Ran could only give it his all and escort it safely onward.

The Xuelu Clan were undoubtedly superb sparring partners—and quite delicious resources as well!

At that moment, Lu Ran's brain was humming. Within the Sculpture Garden, the Blood Skull