Fang Chen looked at Ye Kong. He could sense that Ye Kong had grown far stronger than before—even stronger than the Devil Race's Black Prison Demon Emperor.
Fang Chen asked, "Where's Qingci?"
"Qingci's still attempting the Eighth Checkpoint," Ye Kong said. "She probably won't be out anytime soon. I only just cleared the Seventh Checkpoint myself, so I arrived right as you did!"
"Are those checkpoints difficult?" Fang Chen asked.
Ye Kong looked at him. "For us, a little. For you, probably not!"
"Haha, don't flatter me like that!"
Fang Chen couldn't help laughing at Ye Kong's words.
Ye Kong smiled faintly. "If I could clear the Seventh Checkpoint, you'll have no trouble at all!"
Fang Chen shook his head. "I've only cleared the Third Checkpoint so far. According to the Realm Master, I can attempt the Fourth Checkpoint now!"
When Fang Chen had cleared the Third Checkpoint, the Realm Master had told him he would have to wait ten years before attempting another.
But all these years, Fang Chen had been working at full throttle, frantically refining Heaven Demon Powder and Demon Devouring Saint Tools. He simply hadn't had time to attempt a checkpoint.
"Every checkpoint after that requires a ten-year wait before you can continue," Ye Kong said. "You can attempt the Fourth Checkpoint now. With your strength, you'll clear it easily. It won't take much time!"
"Mm!"
Fang Chen nodded. They had not set out yet. They would all gather at Tianyuan Academy, join the Quasi-Emperor experts from the other factions, then depart for the Elf Continent.
Because the Elf Continent lay across the sea from the Demon Race Continent, their first step was to reach the Elf Continent. They would decide what to do next from there.
At that moment, the Quasi-Emperor experts of the Glazed