Provocation

Time flew by,

and in the blink of an eye, more than half a year had passed.

During those months,

mindful that his cultivation had advanced a little too quickly, Shen Changchuan no longer devoted much time or energy to cultivating his realm.

Because

Shen Changchuan knew very well

that even if he poured all his effort into cultivating his realm,

it would still be basically impossible for his realm to improve again in less than a year.

This meant

that spending time cultivating his Cultivation Realm offered extremely poor returns in terms of increased strength.

Thus, over the past half year,

while tempering and stabilizing his ninth-level mid-stage realm,

Shen Changchuan had focused most of his energy elsewhere.

For example, spells,

Space Power,

and especially his comprehension of True Intent!

There was not much to say about spells.

For others, one or two ordinary Mastery Level Second Order Top Grade spells were already enough to let them dominate among those of the same rank.

But unfortunately,

for Shen Changchuan, even though he could fuse two Second Order Top Grade spells together and unleash power beyond his own realm,

that was all it amounted to.

He possessed too many trump cards.

To say nothing else,

the Space Power he had comprehended alone was not something ordinary spellcasting could even begin to compare with.

Perhaps

two fused Second Order Top Grade spells were an unimaginable method to others.

If an Out of Body Stage ninth-level peak cultivator possessed such a technique, they might even be able to rely on it to squeeze into the top thirty or fifty of the Yuqing Immortal Sect.

But before Space Power,

they would only suffer a crushing defeat, like rotten wood meeting a withered force!

The terrifying killing power of Space Power could kill even