Li Tianying nodded slightly, as though he had already known the news. "He did mention it to me before leaving the sect. He said he had gained some insights while cultivating on Blade Peak. At the time, I thought he was just making an offhand remark. Now it seems that boy has been keeping quite a few things up his sleeve."
Du Yushu looked at the two of them, then shook his head. "Even if his comprehension is good, his cultivation is still a glaring weakness. In the Hidden Dragon Abyss, the lower your cultivation, the harder it is to hold out. Hidden Dragon Qi erodes Jade Liquid Realm cultivators much faster than it does those in the Three Flowers Realm."
Xie Qisha lowered his head again and continued toying with the short saber in his hand. "He knows his own blade far better than you imagine."
Outside the main hall, the sea breeze swept past with its salty, damp breath, gently stirring a tassel on the windowsill.
The conversation among the Peak Masters gradually turned to other subjects, but each of them harbored a little more anticipation for Li Bufan's performance in the Hidden Dragon Abyss than they let show.
At that moment, Li Bufan stood on the gray, hazy wasteland, sensing the surrounding Hidden Dragon Qi flowing toward him in a slow but steady stream.
Like an invisible tide, the energy seeped through his pores, passed through his meridians, and finally gathered in his dantian.
Looking inward, he clearly saw the grayish-white Hidden Dragon Qi encroaching bit by bit on the space occupied by his once-pure true essence. Like a spreading veil of mist, it covered his true essence layer by layer.
Not only that, the Hidden Dragon Qi continued spreading upward, trying to infiltrate his upper dantian