Well, well, well!
Mystery solved.
So that tomb beneath Rakshasa Lake was something you built with a bunch of people who had no idea what was really going on.
"You're certainly honest. You didn't even try to hide it."
"You just spilled everything."
Jiang Qiao laughed.
"Hmph!"
Huang Tian sneered. "A ruler's word cannot be taken back. Since I promised to tell you the secrets, I have no reason to go back on my word."
In truth.
These secrets were no longer particularly important to Huang Tian.
Information was like that.
To some people, it was a priceless treasure.
To others, it was nothing special.
Telling Jiang Qiao these secrets would cost Huang Tian nothing.
"Not bad."
"You keep your promises."
"That's what a real man does."
Jiang Qiao offered a seemingly admiring compliment, then asked, "What happened after that? If you couldn't go to that world anymore, how did you reach your current level of strength?"
It was obvious.
When he left that world, Huang Tian must have been at the ninth tier peak.
Two hundred years.
The ninth tier peak.
Accounting for the fact that he had to leave every twenty years, he had only spent a little over a hundred years actually improving his strength.
In a hundred years.
He had advanced from a newly ascended Ninth Rank to the ninth tier peak.
Even in the Supernatural World of later times, it would have been difficult to find someone who progressed that quickly.
By that reckoning.
In terms of advancement speed alone, Huang Tian ranked among the best.
Reaching Ninth Rank did not guarantee that someone would reach the ninth tier peak. Most people got stuck somewhere along the way, unable to make any further progress.
And most importantly.
Huang Tian had no one to guide him.