The Final Defiance

(PS: A little preview: work has really been busy lately, so the updates haven't been particularly vigorous. But I'm still writing 9,000+ words every day—that's not too bad, right? Then Huan Yan decided to work a little harder and make a small breakthrough: ten thousand words a day!

But the chapter lengths will be adjusted. Instead of three chapters of three thousand words each, it'll be two chapters of five thousand words each.

Don't say Huan Yan has gone limp or gotten lazy. The word count will only increase, never decrease.

One last PS: This section is free. I was afraid everyone might miss it if I put it in the author's notes, so I'm writing it here.) "His speed!"

Dan the Fatty stared with his mouth agape, nearly biting off his tongue as he blurted out in shock, "He recovered?!"

Golden light flickered in Divine Calculator's eyes. He was greatly startled as well, but he had seen through the clue, and his expression turned solemn. "No. His speed hasn't recovered. The unknown formation's influence still exists."

"Nonsense."

Dan the Fatty refused to believe it. "Although my cultivation is insufficient and I can't see the Holy Son's movement trajectory clearly, I can still tell that he's countless times faster than before. He reached Her Highness's front in the blink of an eye..."

"If this isn't recovery, then what is?"

"It's..." Divine Calculator's expression grew even uglier. "A breakthrough!"

"What?!"

Everyone from the Saintess Squad was shocked. "A breakthrough?!"

"Not a breakthrough in cultivation." Divine Calculator explained, "It should be another breakthrough in his comprehension of the Word Secret. He's reached the level where he can 'step on space.'"

"This?!"

Everyone looked toward Qi Zixiao...

Qi Zixiao's expression remained calm. She nodded in response. "He... teleported!"

**"Could it be that under