Underground

Everything had settled into dust.

By the time Dragon Peng retreated and looked up, Xiao Tianyang had already taken out a Wine Gourd.

He neither recited an incantation nor formed hand seals. He simply opened the mouth of the gourd and pointed it at those Light Points.

In an instant, the Light Points seemed to have found an outlet, pouring into the Wine Gourd before vanishing completely.

Only after finishing did Xiao Tianyang seal the gourd again, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.

"Good. Now, the time invested is finally proportional to the gains."

As Xiao Tianyang hung the Wine Gourd at his waist, he looked at Dragon Peng and said, "Let's go. We'll continue onward."

A trace of confusion appeared between Dragon Peng's brows, but it did not ask further and dutifully took its place behind Xiao Tianyang.

However, during the latter half of the journey, Dragon Peng seemed unable to hold back any longer and asked Xiao Tianyang about the details and reasoning behind his attack.

What it truly failed to understand was why Xiao Tianyang had warned it before acting not to attack the opponent's head.

Because of that, Dragon Peng had avoided the opponent's head and struck at its more distant heart instead.

Yet Xiao Tianyang's attacks had been so fast that they dazzled the eye, seemingly without any pattern at all.

Dragon Peng wanted to know how Xiao Tianyang had avoided the opponent's vital weak points under those circumstances.

"There actually aren't many tricks to it."

Xiao Tianyang explained, "I said before that the [Formation Spirit] is an extremely special aggregate of energy."

"Once it gathers together, your Mental Power basically can't penetrate its main body to discern any deeper secrets."

"This has nothing to do with strength. I was the same at the