Deeper within Maha Hell, Fang Qing continued to stroll leisurely.
He moved through this vast, dangerous ancient hell, a place brimming with opportunities. Whenever he encountered demons, he casually purified and slew them.
Whenever he found energy ore veins or special spiritual objects, he stopped to gather and convert them.
At his level of strength, so long as he did not deliberately venture into certain forbidden zones that even made his heart tremble, or awaken ancient slumbering demon gods, the outer and middle regions of Maha Hell posed little threat to him.
Several days later.
Fang Qing was gathering a Hellfire Lotus growing upon scorching demonic rocks in a strange region filled with jagged black stones and rivers of dark-red lava. Suddenly, he sensed something and looked toward the distant horizon.
A familiar aura, now much stronger than before, was rapidly approaching.
"Cousin?"
A faint smile appeared in Fang Qing's eyes.
He could sense that the owner of that aura had not only successfully advanced to the Great Sage realm, but had also built a solid foundation and condensed aura. Clearly, he had gained greatly during his breakthrough.
Soon, a figure enveloped in a faint sacred radiance, steady as a mountain yet nimble as the wind, tore through layers of demonic qi and landed not far from Fang Qing. It was Yang Qi.
Yang Qi's bearing was entirely different from before.
Though still young, he now carried greater composure and confidence between his brows. When his eyes opened and closed, Divine Light seemed to be contained within them. His aura was perfectly integrated, resonating far more closely with the laws of heaven and earth.
Most striking of all, the fluctuations of the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength within him had become deeper and grander, as if a true primordial Divine