Lu Yin's physical body, strength, defenses, domain, and Essence, Qi, and Spirit had all improved somewhat. His gaze turned strange. If he fought Little Arrow Saint again now, the outcome would be different, wouldn't it? Before, without the Zhou Yan True Scripture, he and Little Arrow Saint would have had even odds—or perhaps a 40–60 split, with Lu Yin holding a ten percent advantage. But now, their odds were still 40–60, with Lu Yin holding a ten percent advantage.
No, perhaps he had a twenty percent advantage. Gathering all his star energy into One Yang gave him enough power to make a 300,000-battle-force Enlightenment Realm Expert wary.
Each cycle of improvement in the Cruising Realm didn't make that much difference. But if he broke through to the Hunting Realm, it would be a qualitative change. Little Arrow Saint would be no match for him, and even the Dao Origin Three Heavens might not be his match.
Lu Yin had a fairly accurate sense of his own abilities. He had once guessed that reaching the Cruising Realm would let him fight the Ten Arbiters—and he'd done it. Now he was certain that once he broke through to the Hunting Realm, he would be able to fight the three Enlightenment Realm experts known as the Dao Origin Three Heavens.
Although only a second had passed in reality, he had spent a whole year cultivating in the Time Stop Space, and Lu Yin was exhausted.
He left the Purple Mountain King's Mansion as the sun sank in the west. High above, the three ring-shaped continents blocked much of the light, but a faint glow still fell over the mansion.
The Purple Mountain King's Mansion was second only to the Imperial Palace in height. As Lu Yin gazed at the sunset, he suddenly realized