At dawn, Su Fan sat cross-legged beside the pond near the Thatched Cottage. Slowly opening his eyes, he revealed a trace of pleasant surprise.
After more than two years of unremitting effort, he had finally perfected the seventh level of the Demonic Saint Body Art.
As he had expected, compared to when he had just broken through, the strength of his physical body and Spiritual Sense had increased by nearly another fold.
That was already an extremely heaven-defying rate of growth. At his level, even the slightest increase in any aspect was an extraordinarily difficult breakthrough.
But Su Fan was not particularly concerned with how much his physical body and Spiritual Sense had grown.
What he cared about more now was how powerful the two divine abilities of the seventh level of the Demonic Saint Body Art actually were.
Ever since Su Fan had begun cultivating the Demonic Saint Body Art, he had gained two divine abilities every time he broke through a level.
These divine abilities had helped him enormously. Countless times, he had relied on the abilities granted by the cultivation art to catch his opponents off guard and seize victory in battle.
Of course, as Su Fan's cultivation grew ever higher, those divine abilities that had once rendered him outstanding service had now become completely useless.
Su Fan eagerly examined the two divine abilities of the seventh level of the Demonic Saint Body Art.
The two divine abilities granted upon perfecting the seventh level of the Demonic Saint Body Art were Filth Demon and Netherworld Tide.
The Filth Demon divine ability could condense a giant demon more than a hundred zhang tall to help a cultivator fight.
This hundred-zhang-tall Filth Demon did more than assist in battle. Its defenses were astonishingly powerful, allowing it to serve as