Brilliant white light surged from within Ye Chen's body, and in an instant, it enveloped him.
A quarter of an hour passed, and the restless aura slowly settled.
Ye Chen's body seemed to have been dyed in countless colors. Countless droplets of water appeared to roll gently over his hair, reflecting every kind of light around him.
Countless colors shimmered, while layer upon layer of icy aura rose from beneath his feet, making his increasingly slender figure look so noble.
He had broken through!
Ye Chen smiled, his radiant grin blooming like a hundred flowers.
How much effort hadn't he put into breaking through? Every day, he trained hard. Again and again, he fought for his life, escaped death, and pushed himself to exhaustion...
Holding the Form Transformation Pill he had refined, he bade farewell to Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun, then returned to the cave to find Li Hentian.
Ye Chen moved swiftly, weaving through the forest.
Suddenly, Ye Chen felt an enormous mental pressure bearing down on him. He could clearly sense that someone had him in their sights.
Yes, it was a lock-on.
This wasn't the lock-on of a Cultivation Method, but a lock-on of the mind.
A mental lock-on could not only accurately predict an opponent's movements, but also exert tremendous psychological pressure and make them feel oppressed.
Ye Chen suddenly sped up. Golden light blazed in his eyes, and a layer of golden radiance instantly covered his entire body.
As the golden light shimmered, a faint golden mist rose from him, blocking the mental lock-on.
Then Ye Chen raised his hand and fired a streak of golden light behind him.
"Clang!" A tiny needle was knocked to the ground. At the same time, a figure emerged from behind a tree.
Ye Chen said to him,