The True Path to Power

A familiar feeling returned.

Brilliant light shone from Chen Yan's eyes.

After he drank an entire bottle of potion, the agony came again. His body was evolving, every particle from head to toe trembling violently.

The potion burned through Chen Yan's entire body like blazing magma.

Compared to everything else, the pain was now a price he could easily endure.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

His spine shuddered section by section, like an iron billet being hammered. Deep within his marrow, metal rang against metal.

Inside Chen Yan, a newborn Self Universe of the Body Tempering Path was rapidly taking shape.

The Dream Eater's worth just kept rising.

Your opportunities sure come in handy.

Just then,

the sound of rules began ringing through Chen Yan's mind.

Something had pierced the Dream Eater's barrier of rules and reached his ears.

Chen Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.

This was the Martial Dao's true essence—the Body Tempering Path.

Profound, comprehensive, and so wondrous it defied description.

The only one who could expound the Dao to him like this was the Remnant Soul of the Lord of Body Tempering, still within the Ancient Battle Palace.

A faint smile touched Chen Yan's lips.

The Lord of Body Tempering wasn't the sort to explain the Dao to him again.

The pride in his heart was almost impossible to conceal.

Chen Yan felt grateful.

If someone didn't help you, that was only to be expected. If they were willing to help, then you should be grateful.

Now, the lecture had begun.

Chen Yan listened intently. It greatly enhanced his cultivation.

Gradually, visible strands of Dao essence appeared around him, interweaving with the principles of the world.

"Indeed, even though I can fuse the Qi and Blood Path with the Body Tempering Path, my grasp of Martial Dao is still incomplete."