When Ye Zhiqiu's figure completely vanished into the white light, Li Bufan felt a force similar to, yet even purer than, the one that had entered his body after he defeated Ruan Zhili quietly flow into him.
Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately sat cross-legged at the center of the arena, laid the Seven Killings Blade across his knees, closed his eyes, and began circulating the Five Elements Heaven Skill, Fetal Breath Spirit Refining Art, and Dragon-Tiger Golden Body Art with all his strength, refining and absorbing that newly infused strand of Eastern Domain origin power.
The purity of that strand of power was even more apparent than before. The meridians that had grown faintly hot from the consecutive fierce battles seemed to be wrapped in a warm, soothing coolness, becoming comfortable and relaxed.
His True Essence began rising once more under the nourishment of that power. Two hours slipped by amid that focused refinement. When he slowly opened his eyes, his cultivation had advanced another step.
He rose to his feet and swept his gaze over the surrounding arena area.
At this moment, the figures originally spread across the twenty-five arenas had, after a fierce series of contests and eliminations, dwindled to the final twenty-five.
The cultivators standing on the arenas with him faced different directions. Some were sitting with their eyes closed, regulating their breaths and recovering; some were observing their surrounding opponents; others, like him, had just emerged from refinement.
Li Bufan's gaze quickly passed over those figures, and on an arena not far from his, he spotted Lin Zhiyan.
She still stood there quietly. The Ice Ling Sword in her hand had already dispersed, and her aura was steady and restrained. She had clearly passed this round of elimination as well, and judging by her calm