With Wu Xiaokai's temperament, if he knew Ye Qiu had caused such a stir on the Eastern Continent, he would rush over at once, no matter what stood in his way.
If he had not come, chances were he had no choice.
But looked at another way, there was no good news and no bad news. Those people should be safe.
Ye Qiu took a deep breath, sent Yuan Gang away, and closed his eyes again.
Forcing down the wild thoughts in his head, he began stabilizing his Cultivation Level and gradually refining the essence he had absorbed.
He had eaten far too much in the Dragon Clan's territory. Even his body felt close to its limit.
If he did not refine it, it might turn against him. He might even explode.
The next day, the deck was quiet. Everyone had sunk into deep Cultivation.
They had all gained a great deal from the Dragon Clan. An enormous amount, in fact!
More than ever before!
And they all knew this was far from over. Another fierce battle awaited them on the Eastern Continent.
Right now, the only thing that could put their minds at ease was growing stronger at any cost.
Only strength of their own could keep them safe!
Even Hu Qiming had entered deep Cultivation, sitting utterly still.
On the second day, just as the rosy glow of dawn spread across the sky, a tremendous disturbance erupted on the quiet deck.
Boom—
A terrifying sound wave burst outward, accompanied by a sweeping surge of power. Wen Ning opened her eyes, a layer of mysterious ripples of light surrounding her.
Her Cultivation Level had broken through again.
After her, Chen Chi's aura swelled as well, far more terrifyingly than it had at the Yin-Yang Great Sect.
When she opened