At that moment, Huo Ling'er walked over to Yang Lingtian.
A faint flush from the battle still colored her face.
"Sect Master Yang, this time, we owe it all to your command. Otherwise, we probably..."
"It was the result of your own efforts." Yang Lingtian cut her off.
"I merely moved my lips a little. You were the ones who truly fought."
"But..."
"There are no buts." Yang Lingtian looked at her and said earnestly.
"Remember this: you are phoenixes soaring through the nine heavens. Your futures hold infinite possibilities."
"I can help you for a time, but I cannot help you for a lifetime. In the end, you must walk the road ahead on your own."
Hearing Yang Lingtian's words, Huo Ling'er's heart jolted violently.
She gazed into Yang Lingtian's deep eyes, as if she had understood something.
Then she nodded heavily, a never-before-seen resolve flashing in her eyes.
"I understand, Sect Master Yang."
In the days that followed, the Black Dragon continued sailing through the Myriad Beast Star Domain with great difficulty.
They encountered attacks from Starry Sky Demon Beasts almost every day or two.
Sometimes there were only dozens; other times, hundreds. Battles became an everyday occurrence.
At first, everyone still felt nervous and afraid.
But gradually, they grew numb to it, even beginning to enjoy the sensation of dancing on the edge of a blade.
Their combat skills improved by leaps and bounds through one life-and-death struggle after another.
Their cultivation also steadily advanced as they continuously absorbed Demon Cores and refined divine medicines.
In just one month, the strength of the entire team underwent a world-shaking transformation.
The women of today were no longer the weaklings who had needed Yang Lingtian's protection.
They had grown into a true battle-hardened army capable of standing on its